Hu Buwei slowly stepped into the courtyard, stiff as a machine. The cold wind howled and swept by, raising up showers of snow and dust.

The sky was still orange-red, and deep in the dense clouds, the stars and the moon did not know where to go, but they could not tell what time it was. There is no husband in Dingma Village, but there is, when this cold and snowy night, they all went home early, and shrank in the warm quilt and fell asleep. How can you care about telling the time to this desolate man like him?

Pushing open the door, there was a 'squeak!', and a thick darkness swept over the cold. With the glimmer of snow, the outline of things in the home looms. A round table, five small stools. On the left wall stand two chairs. In the main hall is the tablet of the ancestors, on which are placed several plates of fresh fruits and several plates of sesame oil. The wooden plaque carved with the name of the deceased father is dark and deep, and it is almost unrecognizable in the darkness. On the walls on both sides of the offering table, there were originally two pairs of red paper couplets, the book on the right: the golden furnace has been constantly burning for thousands of years, and the one on the left is on the top: the jade lamp Changming long live lamp. In the daytime, the gold-lettered and red-bottomed lianzi looks very festive. At this time, the festive atmosphere has already been swallowed up by the cold. The incense burning gold stove had been shattered to the ground in the morning, and the jade oil lamp that had been shining day and night was no longer lit. In the huge room, only the tables, chairs, coffee tables and other dead objects were silent in the cold darkness.

Hu Buwei silently walked into the bedroom, gently put the child on the bed, and pulled the quilt over to cover him. The child slept soundly, and the cold and heavy quilt pressed down on his body, and he only shivered, waved his little fist and fell asleep again. He has only been born for half a day, but how can he know the joys and sorrows of this world, the pain of life and death? On the side, his father's brows are deeply locked, his heart is as heavy as lead, and he is full of resentment and pain.

After settling down his son, Hu Buwei turned around and took out a piece of red wax from the drawer, lit it, and dropped a few drops of candle oil on the table to fix it. Slowly sit down on the stool, thinking about your thoughts with your eyes open. In just one day, all the people close to him in this world have left him, except for the little baby in front of him who is still speechless and ignorant, there is no more relatives in this vast world. Hu Buwei mourned in his heart, and repeatedly just thought, should I continue to live this bleak day?

The candlelight flickered, and the warm light flowed on the walls, tables and chairs. There were two people in the room, the small one sleeping soundly with his tongue in his mouth, and the big one was silent and silent. The room filled the room only with the sound of crackling candles bursting.

I don't know how long it took, Hu Bu was in a trance and felt tired. On this day, there was a fierce encounter, and there were several times of great sorrow and mourning. He had long been mentally drained. It's just sad in my heart, and I don't feel sleepy. At this time, I was idle, and I pondered on the candle, and then my eyelids gradually became heavy, and my bones were soft. When he looked back, most of the red candle had burned out, and the candle oil was dripping down, gathering into a large cloud pattern on the smooth nanmu tabletop.

Hu Buwei let out a long sigh and stood up to remove his shirt. Tomorrow I have to take care of a few people's funerals, and there is a small thing to feed. I had to rest first, and then I would do my attention after dawn.

When I went to bed after blowing out the candles, there was a feeling of warmth in the bed, but it was the heat emitted by the baby. Hu is not careless, how do you know that what babies are most afraid of is cold and cold, and a careless will cause serious illness. He had the audacity to let this little baby who was born less than a day ago warm the quilt for him, and he was really confused. If there is a wife or mother-in-law who is alive. After learning about this, he will inevitably attract another reprimand. This little doll is also a hard life, and it is still intact when he is tossed and snubbed by his Lao Tzu, and he falls asleep peacefully with his little fist.

The head was on the pillow for only half a cup of hot tea, and Hu Buwei was already snorting. The sun and moon pass by, time passes, and the time has passed, and it is already the day of Chinese New Year's Eve. It was very quiet in all directions, and under the snow, every household turned off the lights and slept soundly. It's just that during this period, a few families are happy and a few are sad, a few families are in spring and summer, and some are in autumn, all kinds of sad and joyful stories, but they are all different.

When Hu Buwei slept until midnight, he had a series of dense and bizarre strange dreams. When he was drowning in the dark and sinking township, he was awakened by a strange sound of 'Xi Xi Suo'. He immediately sat up and listened, but the sound stopped just in time. Hu Buwei listened for a moment, didn't notice anything wrong, thinking that he was too sleepy and his ears were ringing. At the moment, he fell asleep again, and he was turned over and wanted to meet Zhou Gong again. At this moment, he heard a soft sound of 'bang!' outside the hospital, Hu Buwei's heart jumped, and his brain immediately became sober. It was the sound of someone tiptoeing on the snow! But I don't know what this mysterious visitor wanted to hide in his Hu house late at night?

Hu Buwei held his breath, listened to the footsteps one after another, and slowly walked towards the wing. The man seemed afraid to be known, and each step was a gentle step, and the interval between the two steps was extremely long. It's just that there is no other sound in the night, and the sound of his feet falling in the snow is very clear to Hu Buwei's ears.

Hu Buwei was suspicious, but he didn't dare to act rashly. The man gently pushed the wooden door of the wing room and walked in. I thought that when the thief saw the four corpses, he would definitely exclaim loudly, but after a while, there was no sound at all. He couldn't rest assured, got out of bed in his clothes, picked up a piece of firewood by the wall to cover himself and went out, stepped on the mud path by the wall, without making a sound, until he walked to the door of the wing room to check.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I heard a man lower his voice and a cruel smile, "...... I thought I was hiding it? I knew that you had the spell of the golden cicada shelling, and in front of the Fazhi monk and the Songmu Taoist, I wouldn't tell you. Hehe! Now that I'm rushing back, do you still want to escape? If you know each other, spit out Dan obediently as soon as possible, and offer the Lei Bing Technique. Lest Lao Tzu cut you into several pieces, and you won't be able to kill your whole body until you die!" Hu Buwei's suspicions became even worse, this person's accent was very familiar, as if he had heard it before, who was he talking to in the room? What 'golden cicada shelling' spell? It sounded completely confused, and he couldn't understand the point.

As he hesitated, he heard a heavy gasp. A low female voice reprimanded: "Lieyang, I spared your life twice, you don't want to be grateful, and you actually use such despicable means to force me, because you are still a master in the art world with a head and a face, aren't you afraid of spreading it out and being laughed at?!" That voice turned out to be Shan Yan's! She didn't even die! Hu Buwei was like a thunderbolt, and his heart couldn't help but be happy, and he only opened his mouth wide for a while, and stood on the ground.

The Taoist priest who called himself Lao Tzu was naturally a real person in Lieyang. He came back this time to seize Shan Yan Neidan and force her to hand over Lei Bingjue. The fox spirit has been cultivated for thousands of years, and the nedan that was nurtured is a wonderful treasure that fuels his skills, and the Lei Bing Jue is a powerful spell that has been lost in the art world for a long time. With his greedy character, how could he give it up so easily? Just because it was really difficult to do it in front of the other two before.

At that time, the world was full of demons, there were many monsters, and those who had achieved success in cultivation and were pregnant with Neidan, one out of ten could not be said, but among the hundred beasts, there were always two or three treasures with such cultivation skills that helped others. The two sects of Buddhism and Taoism are responsible for safeguarding the common people, and helping the world with compassion and compassion. But he did not allow the people of the sect to do such evil deeds that hurt the heavens and virtues by killing demons and taking pills. It is a sect that claims to be the right path in the world, and the precepts have always been extremely strict, once it is learned that the disciple has violated the precept of 'killing and seizing the pill', the light one will be expelled from the door wall and ruin its reputation. The heavier ones will lose their power and be claustrophobic to death. Later, this precept was introduced to the rivers and lakes, and it was customary, and all sects and factions strictly forbade the act of killing demons and taking pills, for fear that someone would do the cruel thing of killing and seizing treasures in the name of doing things for heaven.

It's just that this monster inner pill is really a treasure of creation, and the generally formed demon beast inner pill can be worth two to three years of hard cultivation by a magician. The longer it takes for the inner pill to take shape, the more effective it becomes. For example, Shan Yan, who has been in the Inner Dan for more than 1,400 years, should have been cultivated by a sorcerer for more than ten years. With such a worry-free and effort-saving benefit, it is naturally what everyone wants. Although the ban is strict, for hundreds of years, there have been many people who have violated the ban in various factions. And the folk swordsmen and knights, there are even those who specialize in killing demons and taking pills for a living, but that is not to be mentioned.

Lieyang Zhenren and his Huoyun Guan are also quite famous in the art world, although they covet Shan Yan Neidan, but in front of the two Taoist friends, they don't dare to make a mistake. Therefore, when fighting last night, although she killed and injured Shan Yan heavily, she couldn't snatch her Neidan immediately, and deliberately spared her life, so as to force her to hand over Lei Bingjue when she came back. After returning to Fenzhou with Fa Zhi and Songmu, under the pretext that there was something in the view, he hurriedly came back because he was in a hurry.

At this time, seeing Shan Yan asking, he was smug and said with a smile: "It's just you and me here and now, I killed you, who can know? Hey! It's naïve for you to ask this." Besides, Lao Tzu has never been burdened by this common name, so how can he be afraid of causing people to gossip? Don't talk nonsense, do you pay this pill or not? If you don't hand it over, I'll have to do it myself!" As he spoke, he pulled out his sword and unsheathed it, and drank again: "Goblin! Hurry up! Lao Tzu counts three times, and if you don't obey obediently, I'll stab you with a sword!" "The inner pill of the monster is born in the body, and if you want to take it by force, you are afraid that you will have to peel your belly and dig out your heart, and peel off your skin and bones to find it." It is indispensable to have a dirty and bloody action, and Lieyang thinks this matter is troublesome, so he is so wordy and asks Shan Yan to offer Dan by himself, so as to save himself some effort.

"Lieyang, don't push people too hard!" Shan Yan's voice trembled, obviously angry.

The Taoist didn't answer, and shouted coldly: "One!" Seeing that Shan Yan didn't look at him and didn't answer, he said: "Two!" He was angry in his heart, and the word was very powerful, and he exhaled loudly. At this time, he was bent on scaring Shan Yan, so he didn't think of hiding his tracks. But in the end, it's not too stupid, after hearing this, the dust on the beam fell, knowing that the voice was loud, and he immediately woke up. I am now doing bad things behind people's backs, but I can't shout that everyone knows about it. With a shrunk neck, the third sentence came to his mouth and pressed it down, and he shouted in a low voice: "Three!"

Hu Buwei heard this, where could he still endure it, jumped into the door with a firewood stick, and shouted: "Dog Taoist! En will take revenge, there is no humanity, you are so shameless!" Seeing that Humpty Dumpty had his back to the door, he was about to stab Shan Yan with an iron sword. Shan Yan leaned against the wall, her hair had turned black, and her clothes had slid down to her waist. His body was stained with blood, and his hands were raised high, and each was slammed into the wall by a vermilion steel claw. The underground thighs are also locked by two red claws. It's strange that this bull's nose is so neat, and she dares to shout and threaten, it turns out that she has treasures to restrain her, and she is not afraid of the fox spirit's powerful spells. Hu Buwei was anxious in his heart, and when he hit the back of the sun's head, he slashed at the back of the head.

Lieyang is a master in the end, although he is dedicated to rectifying Shan Yan, he never noticed that Hu Buwei was approaching. But when it came time to do it, he didn't look at such ordinary people in his eyes. The firewood was still far away from him, and a small purple and blue lightning bolt suddenly flashed, and it had broken it in half. Hu Buwei slammed into the air for a blow, his center of gravity was unstable, and he staggered forward and fell.

When the sun turned to look, he saw Hu Buwei sitting on the ground, belching. The look of pain and anger on his face was revealed. "It's called Lieyang Daoist!" The Taoist smiled with a cruel smile on his face, and taught Hu Buwei: "The stinky boy doesn't understand the rules, and he doesn't know how to kowtow when he sees the elders and real people, please spare you this time, and I'll clean up the fox spirit first." Listen, if you dare to call me by my name again, you will be looking for teeth all over the ground if Lao Tzu doesn't fight!" Hu Buwei looked at him with hatred, his eyes were full of anger, and he scolded: "Demon Dao! You have done such a lack of virtue, and in the future, you will be forced to thunder and slash in the heavens, and you will not die well!"

When the Taoist heard the curse, he was furious, and kicked him in the chest and kicked him out of the door. The strength of this foot is so powerful, Hu Buwei's eyes are full of gold stars, and he spurts out a mouthful of blood, and the sternum is about to crack in great pain. I could hear the thief Taoist priest in the house shouting angrily: "The rabbit cub doesn't know what to do, dare to curse your Taoist master! Lao Tzu kicked you to death!"

Shan Yan didn't think that this Humpty Dumpty man was still so black to mortals, she thought that he was cruel to monsters, and it was also to protect the world's thoughtfulness. The intention is good, and the action is forgivable in the end. He is an alchemist, who hears the scriptures of the sages and sages in the morning and evening, and enjoys great fame in the rivers and lakes, and will not harm innocent people. Who would have thought that if he didn't agree with a word, he would kick people to the point of serious injury and vomit blood, such an act, let alone a real person who cultivates his heart and cultivates his spirit, is a scoundrel in the market, and there is no such vicious and ruthless person.

Immediately shouted: "Not for my brother!" and struggled to sit up, his arms shaking outward. The two steel claws snapped sharply and shrill with red light, and the divine power locked the lock, still nailing her arm firmly. Under the struggle, her two snow-white arms added to the wounds, and the blood flowed endlessly. Shan Yan was ruthless, screaming sadly, her long hair moved, from black to gray and then to white, and the huge snow tail turned out, revealing her true body again. Fighting harder, in the sound of 'woo', her two hands were broken from the middle of her forearm, and she slapped them on her chest in an arc, and the wound was all visible. The palms of the two hands are nailed to the wall with half of the arms, lined with a white background of the blood wall, and the shape is extremely clear.

Caring about Hu Buwei, she was willing to break her arm to get out of trouble! Lieyang was shocked when she thought of this, her sword spit out black mang, and stabbed Shan Yan's throat. Shan Yan eagerly slapped his left hand with a broken arm to the right, hitting the wide surface, and at the same time swinging his head and shoulders, and letting go to the left. The sword was only a millimeter away, and it was as close as it was nailed into the earth wall by her neck, and the tip of the sword did not enter more than a foot.

At this moment of life and death, how can the Taoist still hesitate, the heart of the greedy inner pill has already been thrown out of the nine heavens, and it is already important to save his life. Turning his wrist around and drawing out his long sword, this time he stabbed towards Shan Yan's lower abdomen. For a moment, his mind was racing, and he had already thought of what was the key. The vixen got out of trouble with her upper body, and she was free to dodge, stabbing her in the chest and neck, and it was difficult to perform for a while. But her legs were so eager that she couldn't move, and she stabbed into the abdomen, and she definitely couldn't resist it.

Sure enough, when Shan Yan stretched out her arms to shoot, she could only hit the iron sword slightly, and the black light was fast, not penetrating her round navel, but piercing through the clothes she was covering and cutting into the thighs and pelvis between her abdomen. 'Bang!' The bones shattered, and the teeth ached. Shan Yan let out a long cry of pain, her upper body stood upright, but she took advantage of the situation to smash her arms and hug her waist to the Taoist's waist.

These two hands, the rabbit rises and falls, and several moves have been handed over between the electric light and flint. The sun is extremely fast, but the fox spirit is not slow, seeing that the iron sword has not yet risen from her hips, Shan Yan's two arms have come from the circle, and they are only half a foot away from hitting the waist and abdomen of the Taoist. At this time, the long sword is difficult to pull, and the broken arm is hugged, if the sun wants to raise the sword, it must bear Shan Yan's thunderous blow, if it retreats and avoids it, hiding outside the arm length, the blade will inevitably fall into the hands of the enemy. It is really difficult to make a decision. is a real person in the sun, and in this flash, he came up with another strategy in his heart. But listening to his 'hey!', he kicked his feet, turned over and stood upside down with both hands, and stood in a dragonfly perch pose with both hands on the hilt of the sword, avoiding Shan Yan's dangerous and dangerous attack. The long sword was pressed down by his body, penetrating even more to the bone, piercing into the ground several minutes deeper.

This move is really wonderful, that is, it does not lose the blade, but also does not hit the punch, and seriously injures the opponent, it is really a good strategy to kill three birds with one stone. It's hard for his gruffy head to come up with such a trick in an instant, which is really remarkable. But he forgot that the opponent vixen still had two weapons in hand.

Seeing that the scorching sun swirled in mid-air, Shan Yan's long hair flew out, and thousands of snow-white hairs were like silver needles, stabbing at the Taoist with great speed. The distance between the two was so close, and the Taoist was in mid-air, and there was no way to dodge, and under the pale face, he only shrank his head and protected his head. In the sound of 'snort', Shan Yan's white hair had already entered the arms and shoulders of the scorching sun, and blood was raining for a while. The scorching sun screamed miserably, her arm was weak, and she fell to Shan Yan's leg, wailing endlessly, and her snow-white tail was curled again, and she was wrapped like a dumpling, leaving only a fat face exposed outside the cotton pile.

Shan Yan was bullied by this person so ruthlessly, and now that she was caught, the hatred in her heart was difficult to suppress, and she slowly retracted her long tail, like a giant snake rolling an elephant, tightly restraining it. How can Lieyang still have the heroic spirit before, it is like killing a pig, a face is full of blood, suffocating purple, as long as Shan Yan retracts it hard, I am afraid that it will burst like a urine.

Shan Yan was very happy in her heart, squinting her long eyes and smiling to torture the enemy, but she didn't speak. The Taoist was ruthless, and his breath could not enter or exit, and he could no longer open his mouth to beg for mercy. As Shan Yan's fox tail retracted more and more, the bone joints of his whole body rattled. Blood gushed from his shoulders, dyeing a snow-white and beautiful tail as cotton. Seeing that a generation of sinister scoundrels and masters are about to be strangled to death.

Shan Yan didn't want to kill in the end, although this Taoist priest had repeatedly seen her offend, which aroused her hatred. But after all, she has a good heart, and she has already punished him, and she doesn't want to harm his life. Seeing that the Taoist's eyes turned white, his fat face had turned into a black eggplant, and the strength to struggle was gone. He loosened his tail slightly, flicked it out the door, and spared his life again. The Taoist was cloudy and foggy, and the eight fists of the king were shot into the air, and they disappeared in an instant. escaped death this time, and I don't know if he can realize the true meaning less, and change his insidious and vicious temperament in the future.

The strong enemy is gone, and Shan Yan's spirit is immediately down. Exhausted, leaning limply against the wall, unable to move anymore. The wound was bleeding endlessly, dotted with spots, staining a small side room like a slaughterhouse, and the smell was fishy.

After half a cup of tea, Hu Buwei outside the house felt that the chest pain had subsided slightly, and he was not tolerant of the cold, so he shivered and sat down opposite her. For a while, his lips were so cold that he couldn't speak. When the strength recovered, Hu Buwei picked up his shirt and still covered her. Turn back to the house and light the candles, come back and pick up Shan Yan and bring it back to the bedroom.

Shan Yan's body is extremely light, I didn't expect her to be tall and tall, but she was so light to hold. Hu Buwei felt that the body of the fox in his arms was slightly warm, and his heart felt a little calm, so he gently put her down on the bed and covered her with a quilt. The soothing nail under the pillow sounded softly, and the blue light faintly revealed, but it did not turn into a green dragon. Hu Buwei said 'Ahh Shan Yan was extremely damaged, his chest was pierced by a fire sword earlier, his shoulder was also stabbed, and his back, legs and feet were blurred by the back, legs and feet that were injured by several monks and Taoists yesterday morning, and he was hit by a sword in his hip and both arms were broken. Hu Buwei felt sorry for his heart, such a fatal injury, if it were an ordinary person, he would have died a long time ago, but the fox spirit was strong and could endure so much pain. I went to the chicken coop and killed a chicken, and then went to the kitchen to make soup. He didn't eat yesterday, he was hungry early, and he thought that Shan Yan would have to supplement some food when he was seriously injured. Although she couldn't bear to kill, the chickens were also killed at this time, so she couldn't let her not eat them. This was a life-saving life, he put aside other things for the time being, worked diligently and meticulously, boiled the chicken soup, and boiled hot water.

Shan Yan knew the extent of her injury, and when she saw that Hu Buwei had brought chicken soup, she didn't shirk it, she ate all her two pipa legs, and after drinking two bowls of soup, she stopped drinking it, and still lay down to rest. Hu Buwei brought hot water and hemostatic scatter again, and took a towel to wipe her wounds. After rubbing the hands and feet, apply the medicine, and tie it with a white cloth. I want to wash her front chest wound again. Who knew that Shan Yan was still twisting under the serious injury, her face was flushed, and she refused to let Hu Buwei help her wash her chest. Holding the quilt and not speaking, he just lowered his head, bit his lip and thought to himself. Hu Buwei is angry, it's no wonder that she still cares about men and women to prevent suspicion when she is in such a life-saving emergency, how can she still be as ignorant as a little girl after more than a thousand years of fox spirits. Holding a towel and jumping to his feet. Shan Yan saw that he was really annoyed, so she thought about it for a long time, and finally agreed. Lying down with his eyes closed, his face flushed as his ears, and he only thought he was a corpse.

At that moment, Hu Buwei lifted the quilt on her body. A white sheep-like body will be exposed, delicate and tactful, chasing the heavens and seizing the ingenuity. Hu Buwei saw such a beautiful scenery, and his heart fluttered at that time. Forced her will, took a towel dipped in hot water and carefully washed the wounds on her body. Shan Yan is on her chest, and her two delicate and plump breasts are unobstructed. Gently quivering like two quiet bunnies. Although Hu Buwei tried his best not to think about it, but the palm of his hand moved back and forth, always touching the two snow-white and delicate things, soft and smooth, like fat like jade, and warm and plump, touching and really difficult to describe. The pelvic wound is not far from her household, a few minutes away, is Shan Yan's snow-white resort, Hu Buwei is more and more afraid to look at it, turned his face sideways to wash, his fingers meandered between her crystal white abdomen, with the breath of the person under the palm of the hand, the ice muscle and jade bone are wonderful, the white silk is slightly warm and soft, and it is better not to disturb people's minds. Hu Buwei made a move, seeing Shan Yanjiao panting quickly, her snow-white and tender belly agitating, and another faint fragrance penetrating into her nose, how could she stop her heart. In a moment, a person and a fox blushed like a big red cloth, and they were embarrassed and didn't dare to speak for a while.

That night, Hu Buwei laid clothes on the ground to rest. When the baby was hungry at night, he got up and fed him hot chicken soup. Children are not picky eaters, and when the soup is sent, they open their mouths and drink it, sucking their lips and smacking their tongues, but they don't cry. When looking at Shan Yan, except for the place where he was injured by the talisman recovered slowly, the rest of the injuries had been closed, and he felt relieved. If it weren't for the fact that her mana was almost exhausted, it would have been easy to repair this injury.

By the second day, when the sky was bright, it was already the Chinese New Year's Eve, and the road outside the door was full of people, very lively. The terrible wounds on Shan Yan's body have shrunk, and the skin and flesh have grown back. Hu Buwei wanted to inspect her chest and abdomen, but Shan Yan refused to live or die anymore, holding the quilt and not letting go, her face was flushed with shame. I don't know that this vixen has passed thousands of years, but he is shy and twisted, but he learns no different from a girl in the world. It was also because she was too late to enlighten her wisdom, and she lived in the mountains and forests for a long time, and she was only immersed in the world for more than ten years. If it was someone else who didn't know, when they heard that the thousand-year-old fox spirit would be shy, they would refuse to let people look at her breasts, and they would laugh at her for being afraid. Hu Buwei had no choice but to take the child to beg for milk, come back to kill chickens and fix chicken soup and then feed the fox spirit. Listening to the sometimes sparse and sometimes tight sound of firecrackers in the village, Hu Buwei was reminded again. Thinking of his beloved wife's body lying in the side room cold, lined with the happiness and peace of ten thousand families, this sad meal is really heart-wrenching. He squatted in the courtyard and burst into tears. Shan Yan looked distressed, and deliberately snorted painfully, diverting his thoughts. Hu Buwei was naturally concerned when he heard it, and rushed into the room to inquire. When Shan Yan saw his anxious and sad state, she regretted it and felt sweet.

She didn't know that she had known each other for more than ten years, and had been guarded by several crises between life and death, and she had already tied a trace of tenderness to this eldest brother and friend.

The bleak Chinese New Year's Eve just passed. One day and two days, by the third year of junior high school, Shan Yan had reborn the severed arm with divine power, and the fox spirit mana was strong, which was really extraordinary. At this time, her breath recovered slightly, and she dared to speak, telling Hu Buwei that after fighting that day and falling to the ground by the scorching sun behind her back, she separated her spirit from her body and took advantage of the chaos of the hail spell to hide. Wait for the Taoist monks to leave before returning. It's just that the injury is too much, and the energy can't be recovered in a short time. Hu Buwei was still worried, and wanted to help her see the wound on her chest, Shan Yan was shy, her face was flushed again, she glanced at him, and said, "It's okay! I know you want to see ......" Hu Buwei heard it, and his old face turned red, and he regarded him as a slippery and lustful disciple. Although others are cowardly and timid, they have never been at a loss in terms of loyalty and propriety. After listening to Shan Yan's words, I couldn't help but be secretly afraid. His beloved wife's body is not cold, how can he do such a negative thing. When Shan Yan saw that he didn't speak, she felt ashamed, and deeply regretted that she didn't know the importance of what she said.

If a few days passed, by the thirteenth hour of the first month, Shan Yan was already able to move freely, but the essence was damaged, but she had to re-cultivate before she could recover. At that time, the snow was extremely thick and the weather was cold, and the bodies of Zhao Tu and the three were not decomposed. Hu Buwei went to the side room every day to talk to his wife. Folk legend has it that people become ghosts when they die. If the rumor is true, the wife will be able to hear herself. Although they couldn't talk to each other, they let her know that her husband was thinking of her and made her feel at ease.

Shan Yan is leaving, she must find a place for heaven and earth aura to repair her homework in order to recover her body, and she is afraid that the Lieyang Dao people will move to the rescue door again. The two were reluctant and helpless. After two more days, on the evening of the fifteenth, every household hung lanterns for the Lantern Festival, Shan Yan was in tears, looking at Hu Buwei, full of heart but unable to say a word. Hu Buwei doesn't have those complicated thoughts, he doesn't know Shan Yan's intentions, he just thinks she is a little girl. Although parting is painful, it is not as sad as Shan Yan. When he was about to leave, Hu Buwei suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly stopped Shan Yan, and said, "Yan'er, do you think there is any way to save your sister-in-law's body, so that you can take it back to life in the future?" Shan Yan said: "It's also easy, I'll take her away, just save it with ice spirit, and ...... in the future." If you find the Dan, come to your house, and I will come by shaking this silver bell. As he spoke, he put a finger-sized silver bell into Hu Buwei's hand. In the end, he couldn't give up, and cried and threw himself into his arms and hugged him, and quickly imprinted a bite on his neck. Finally hid his face and went out, and went to the side room to collect the body with a magic weapon. Frequently reviewed, plunged into the vast snowfield.

As soon as Shan Yan left, the house was immediately empty. It's just like Hu Buwei's thoughts. At this time, he realized Shan Yan's amiability and cuteness. In the past few days, I can't help but get along day and night, Shan Yan's frown and movement have been deeply imprinted in his mind, and after saying goodbye for a while, he felt that he was so attached to this monster sister. It's just that I didn't know it before, and it's too late to regret it at this time. sighed, saw the silver bell in his hand, and hope rose in his chest. I hope that one day, they will meet again.

Walking back into the bedroom, I saw the baby dancing with its hands, 'oh oh' sound, and two small fists slamming on the soft quilt. His eyes opened at some point, and his pupils were round and black as paint, and he was looking at him curiously. I don't understand why this old man in front of me is smirking and stupid for a while. Of course, he didn't know that the stupid old man in front of him was his father.

Hu Buwei made a grimace at the child. At this time, he let go of his worries, rekindled hope, and already had the remaining feelings to tease his son. When the little baby saw his father's strange appearance, he paused his movements, and only opened his dark eyes, and watched fixedly. Hu Buwei was very discouraged, and scolded himself in his heart for being stupid, where would a child under the age of a month laugh. Just thinking about it, I saw the little baby grinning lightly, revealing the little pink toothless gums, and then, his eyes were slightly bent, like spring flowers open, 'uh-oh', his little face was unusually smooth, and he smiled very comfortably.

Hu Buwei shed tears for his excitement, and his joy filled his chest. The spirit was immediately lifted, and he giggled with the child. Although the baby could not make a sound, his eyebrows and eyes were vivid, and he smiled very happily. Hu Buwei finally experienced the joy of training children for the first time.

In the evening, he remembered something again, the child was born and has not named him yet, before Zhao Tu thought about giving him a mighty name, but was killed by Hu Buwei's old mother-in-law. It is said that a good name for a child will attract jealousy of ghosts and gods, and it is not easy to raise up. But if you want to learn from the people in the village to have some cats, dogs, and cows, and it is not loud and magnificent, Zhao Butcher went to the city to teach the name, and the teacher named Hu Feng. I put this matter aside first, and I want to wait until the child is born. Unexpectedly, bad luck came, and none of the three members of the Zhao family saw the baby with their own eyes.

Hu Buwei meditated, but he had limited smoke and ink in his stomach, and although he had gone to private school for a few days when he was young, he only learned some 'wind to rain, fog to clouds.' Lotus to mulberry leaves, swimming fish to flying geese. The other few "Hundred Family Names" and "Three Character Classics" have the foundation, but they can't come up with any profound and elegant good names, and they are feeling troubled, and suddenly they have a flash of inspiration, but they remember the words that Shan Yan mentioned: "Heaven and earth are furnaces, creation is work, yin and yang are charcoal, and all things are copper." That's a great deal. It's just that he doesn't want his baby son to become a miserable copper pill, but if he wants to become the creation of heaven and earth, his tone is too big, and he thinks that he will learn the art of yin and yang feng shui, and he will inevitably pass it on to him in the future.

Extremely satisfied with his own eagerness, Hu Bu turned himself upside down for a while, and when he thought about it carefully, he felt even more exciting. smiled at the little baby and said, "Good baby, you will be called Hu Tan in the future." ”

When the baby saw his father smiling happily, he also broke his face, and laughed comfortably with a thumb in his mouth, and said "uh-oh" in his mouth. The old and the young looked at each other, and they all smiled for this good name.

But I don't know that a few years later, because of the name of Hu Tan, countless stories were introduced.