The sky was dark and pitched as lead, orange-red. Another heavy snow is coming.

Seeing that after Chinese New Year's Eve, spring is coming. This snow is down, but I am afraid that it will be piled up again on the previous snow. In a good year, next year's harvest should be excellent. With abundant snow and water, no matter how few insect disasters are, it will be a rare harvest year. The old farmers who worked hard in Dingma Village were all smiling, and listening to the sound of the wind blowing through the dead tree tops, it was as if they had heard a happy feast.

It's getting late, and it's already dark. However, when the blizzard came, the red light in the sky lined the snow-white earth, and the grass stacks and bamboo fences outside the village and the cattle and horses in the courtyards of the villages were clear and abnormal.

Hu Buwei was drowsy, but he had a sinister and terrifying dream. The dream was strange, first in a dead black silence, there was no light everywhere, he shouted loudly but could not hear the sound. He was in a hurry, and suddenly the dream changed again, he had escaped and walked on a loess road, and before he could find himself in the strange tomb of Wutong Village, he suddenly turned to the courtyard of his home, and suddenly he was in the tea shop outside Fenzhou City. There are countless monsters shuttling back and forth in the dream, and there are endless evil shapes and evil forms. Then he suddenly found that his hands and feet were shackled, and an old black hairy monster tied himself with a rope, scolded in a hoarse voice, and stabbed him with a sharp blade. The shoulder, calf, and abdomen were pierced by a sharp knife, and the pain was unbearable, and he cried out loudly, and when he looked down, he was shocked to find that the flesh and skin were turned over in three places, and the mouth was cracked, and before he could exclaim, a large group of spiders poured out of the wound, large and small, competing to drill and squeeze, and these red and yellow long-haired evil insects were thousands of them, all attached to the wound, eating flesh and blood with sharp fangs. Hu Buwei couldn't move, his body was cold and hot, and he only screamed sadly. When his wife Zhao heard his cry, she came out of nowhere, approached him with a jar of badger oil, and said to him with a smile Don't be afraid. Then he took out a piece of moon cake from his arms and fed it to his mouth, the moon cake is very fragrant and cool, it must be the craftsmanship of Fenzhou Liuxiangju. Hu Buwei only felt that his teeth and cheeks were fragrant, his mouth was very comfortable, and the pain in his body was reduced, so he sighed and looked down, but found that it was Shan Yan half-squatting to help him clean his wounds. Use badger oil to apply the affected area carefully, and the light hands and feet are very delicate. Badger oil is very effective, just rub it on, the wound immediately stops, and it doesn't hurt anymore. Hu Buwei suddenly saw that he was unclothed, and there were many exposed flesh on his body, he was very embarrassed, and he was sneering in his mouth, but he was silent when he wanted to thank her, and suddenly, he was still standing in front of the meeting, and his wife Zhao Shi was still standing before meeting, and pointed a snow-white finger at his forehead, pursed his lips and scolded with a smile: "Idiot, what are you thinking? Be careful that I don't let you hold the child." "The demeanor is intimate and charming. Hu Buwei felt sweet, but suddenly saw a black and thick snake rolled down in the air, tied up Zhao's waist, and only retracted her strength, and tied her muscles and bones shortly, and the fragrance disappeared! Zhao's face was bleeding, extremely miserable and terrifying. This time the incident happened suddenly, his beloved wife suffered a bad death, how could he not be sad and anxious, and immediately screamed: "Xuan'er - you don't want to die!"

Sweating profusely, he opened his eyes, only to see a familiar face smiling at him. Delicate face like a flower, skin is better than snow, this gentle and delicate peerless face, not Shan Yan but who is it? Shan Yan saw him wake up, and said happily: "Not for my brother, you are awake!" His eyes were full of relief. He puffed a snow-white bead back into his mouth and reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead for him. Hu Buwei's brain was drowsy, and he recalled the past in a trance, he fought with two men in black, was stabbed to death by a huge hairy foot, and his wife was also pierced through the head by insect feet. Only then did Hu Buwei remember that he was already a dead man. Looking around, I secretly wondered in my heart, could this be the underworld? In the gloomy ghost, how could there be a bed, a table, and a white and yellow gauze tent, exactly like my own home. Moreover, how did Shan Yan get involved?

When he first woke up from a big dream, he was not clear for a while. I didn't know why, but when I looked up, I saw Shan Yan's clothes broken and stained with blood. The pink right arm was bare, and a deep wound was cut from shoulder to elbow, the flesh and blood were blurred, and she couldn't help worrying about her: "Yan'er, you...... You...... How did he get hurt?" in his eagerness, he forgot that he was already dead, and if Shan Yan could meet him face to face, he must be a dead man. But how can a dead person be injured? Shan Yan smiled slightly, and said indifferently: "I met a few mages on the road and injured me with magic talismans. Out of the way, it will be fine in a few months. ”

Hu Buwei is not a stupid person, but for a moment, he knew that he was not dead, and it must have been Shan Yan who rushed to save him, so wouldn't his wife also be rescued together......? She...... She ......" Shan Yan avoided his gaze from the side, and only whispered: "Not for my brother, you ...... Take care of yourself and don't be too upset. When Hu Buwei heard this, his heart sank, and his face froze with joy. But I heard Shan Yan continue: "When I came, you still had a trace of vitality, but my sister-in-law was ...... She...... It's too late. Not for my brother...... I really can't help it. As she spoke, her shoulders twitched, her hands covered her face and she cried lowly, she and the Zhao family have always been friends, and this crying is half self-hatred, half pain. Hu Buwei was sad in his heart, thinking that he was finally separated from his wife forever, he was discouraged and not angry at all. Without that considerate and amiable lover and those smiling eyes that share joy and sorrow with him, he will be prosperous and prosperous and live for a thousand years, and what joy will he have?

The numbness and sorrow reached the extreme, and my mind became blank. Hu Buwei struggled to sit up, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and wanted to rush out of the door barefoot. I didn't know that my legs and feet were weak, so I only took two steps, and I fell down when I stumbled. He was seriously injured by the black-clothed hall master, and his life hung by a thread, although he was rescued by Shan Yan's skillful hand, but the essence of his body was too damaged, and he couldn't recover for a while. The resentment in his heart was extreme, this body was partial and not angry, Hu did not die for the sake of straight desire, lying on the ground and slamming the ground with both hands, whining and crying. Seeing this, Shan Yan put away her crying and picked him up, but still took him back to the bed and lay down, persuading him softly. But his beloved wife has just died, and this knot of worry cannot be unsolved in a moment. Hu Buwei opened his eyes and shed tears, and many emotions of self-anger, life-hurting, and hatred of the sky came to his heart at once. couldn't help but erupt again, a punch smashed into the bed board, there was a bang, and his legs kicked left and right, kicking a quilt to the end of the bed.

A baby's cry came, pulling him back from his nightmare. Hu Buwei was taken aback, and when he turned his head to look, he saw a skinny little baby, tightly wrapped in clothes and placed on the inside of the bed. The little one's face was covered in blood, the size of a kitten. The soft membranes on the top of his head were beating, his eyes were swollen and he hadn't opened them, he was awakened by his vigorous movements, his little face was flushed, his little mouth was opened, his lips and tongue were agitated, and he began to cry softly. The two small and short arms, not much thicker than his thumb, kept shaking. Hu Buwei looked at the baby blankly, and his mind became confused again. asked Shan Yan: "Whose child is this?...... Yours?"

Shan Yan had a slight embarrassment on her face, glanced at him, and said, "Yours!" sister-in-law protected him with her body, and he was not injured at all...... I used a spell to give birth to him, and he was a boy. "It would have been two months before the child was born, but the Zhao family had already died, and his vitality was exhausted, and he could no longer provide for his breath. If Shan Yan comes late, he doesn't use spells to induce him to give birth, I'm afraid that he will never be born. It's a pity that this little child has been so well-behaved in his life, and he has already experienced two life and death disasters while he is still in the womb. Its fate is full of twists and turns, and the bizarre and bumpy places are really suffocating. Now that he finally met a noble man and helped him to be born, I don't know if he will be able to fulfill the proverb in the future: If you don't die in great trouble, you will enjoy the blessings of the future.

Hu Buwei was happy and sad, and saw that the child's eyebrows and eyes really looked like a rare wife, with beautiful eyebrows, and crying with his small mouth open. The two small fists clenched tightly and waved incessantly. He was wrapped in a lilac garment, and the emerald green placket was embroidered with a bright yellow lilac pattern, which was exactly what Hu Bu sewed for last year's Spring Festival and Zhao wore before he died. Hu Buwei had mixed feelings in his heart, and he didn't know words for a while. Looking at the child in front of him is full of vitality, but the corpse of his deceased wife is cold, and the separation between life and death is hanging by a thread, doesn't it make people break their bowels? The baby's eyes were not opened, but he could only kick his legs and cry, not knowing the pain in his father's heart.

Shan Yan over there comforted: "Not for my brother, since my sister-in-law has gone, you are the only one to raise the child, and she doesn't want you to be sad under the spring." You should plan your way out in the future, and take care of the children well, so that your sister-in-law will feel at ease. ”

Hu Buwei listened, wiped away his tears, and carefully examined the child. Shan Yan wrapped it very carefully, first rubbed him clean with a soft cloth, and cut the umbilical cord neatly. Then he wrapped him in soft animal wool and wrapped it in Zhao's clothes. She realized Zhao's wish before her death, and hoped to replace others with clothes, and wrapped her clothes in it, just like Zhao himself holding a child. Poor Zhao has been gentle and kind all his life. How do you know that heaven is unfair, and she died twice during pregnancy, and she didn't see a child born in the end. Thanks to the one-eyed kindness and kindness, she did this move, and she was just talking about her unfinished wishes. Of course, Hu Buwei didn't know that the fox spirit was so thoughtful, and he didn't notice these subtle and thoughtful things. Suppress the grief and thank her at the moment.

Hu Buwei is a first-time father, and he coincides with the evil incident of losing his wife, and the surprise and grief in his heart intersect at the same time, and his heart is like a mess for a while, and he is also very stupid when taking care of his son. Seeing that the child couldn't stop crying, panicked, didn't know how to persuade, learned from the peasant woman in the village to sleep with the child, and coaxed the child: "Good baby, don't cry, mother...... Daddy's by your side. A hand gently stroked the thin hair on the top of his head. Unexpectedly, the child did not appreciate it, and cried even louder. Hu Buwei was at a loss for what to do, and hurriedly stretched out the middle finger of his right hand and put it in the baby's palm for him to hold.

The soft palms are warm and delicate, slightly moist. When the child saw something in his hand, he naturally grabbed it, and five small fat white fingers like beans tightly grasped Hu Buwei's middle finger, followed by the cry, and a few small meat whirls at the knuckles were also wrinkled for a while, and they were not seen for a while, so that his father was also excited.

This is his own child, it is the flesh and blood of him and his beloved wife, Hu Buwei looked at the child's wrinkled little face, and suddenly felt tenderness in his heart, and felt a great responsibility, and felt desolate and sweet for a while, but the previous idea of dying with his wife has been swept away.

Shan Yan saw countless changes on his face in an instant, joy and sorrow, sadness and relief climbed between his eyebrows, but he couldn't understand his heart, and when he saw the child crying badly, he said: "The child is crying like this, thinking that he is hungry, but he doesn't know where to find milk to feed him." Hu Buwei was full of changes with his son's face, and he didn't raise his head and replied: "Yan'er, you and I are not outsiders, so you can do good things again, feed him, and I'll go out." Reluctantly, he let go of his fingers, and his eyes did not leave his son's face. He just had the pleasure of tune at this time, and all his thoughts were left behind, so he didn't care about the importance of his speech. It is expected that Shan Yan's spell is strong, and it is easy to conjure up some milk. However, milk can only be secreted when the human body is breastfeeding, which is the principle of creation, but it can be replaced by illegal techniques. This verse is not known to him, a half-hung feng shui master.

Shan Yan didn't know his true heart, and when she heard the words, her face was flushed with shame, and she said in her heart: "I'm still a yellow flower girl, how can I feed him with milk." "The fox spirit has only been in the world for more than ten years, and he knows a lot of shame and embarrassment. Although it is not like a human woman, she does not dare to transgress the norm in all things, and her actions are all in accordance with etiquette. In the end, I still know many things that women are ashamed to talk about and don't want to show people. Seeing that Hu Buwei got out of bed seriously, turned back step by step, looked at the child's little face frequently, and really asked her to breastfeed the child, she couldn't help but be anxious and ashamed.

This trick really worked, Hu Buwei heard the call, and finally turned his eyes, seeing her like this, but when he stared, he saw that the clothes on her back were broken like butterfly feathers, from the shoulder blades to the waist, the snow-white skin was full of bruise and red penetrating blood, and it was swollen high. One left leg was dripping with blood, dozens of blood holes were covered from thigh to ankle, and half of the white dress turned red. At that moment, he exclaimed: "Yan'er, you are injured, why are you so serious?!" He blindly indulged in grief and was full of death. Later, he was attracted to his son, and there was nothing to distract from that small face in his heart. Only at this time did he have the strength to care about Shan Yan.

Shan Yan smiled bitterly in her heart, with a painful look on her face, and replied: "When I came just now, I was injured by a few monks and Taoists on the road with charms, and this wound cannot be healed by spells...... You don't have to worry, I'll find a hidden place and I'll be back in a while. Hu Buwei was extremely grateful in his heart, knowing that she was seriously injured for herself, this monster girl was really affectionate. But I hope that I can repay her kindness in the future. Ne was speechless, and immediately went to the cupboard to find a few pieces of Zhao's clothes, put them on the bed, and said, "Yan'er, you change these clothes first...... I went for a walk outside the door. Push the door and go out at the moment and let Shan Yan change her clothes in the house.

The courtyard outside the door had already been cleaned up by Shan Yan, the blood stains were gone, and the flat ground was the same as before.

When Shan Yan saw him go out, she hurriedly removed her clothes and wiped the blood on her body. On this day, she was as busy as a rolling windmill, rescuing people and moving corpses to tidy up the courtyard, and she had no time to take care of her injuries, and at this time she was relieved. Fingers everywhere, muscles and bones and flesh pain. Those Taoist monks were really ruthless, they didn't listen to what they said, they still insisted on taking their lives, and they had to shoot at the right time to injure a few people to escape. Shan Yanxiu's eyebrows were frowned, her body was hurt, but she was confused in her heart. I don't understand why the defenders of the world are so indistinguishable from good and evil, and the monsters are just the same thing in the world, so why they can't be allowed to live and die on their own? Once they find traces of monsters, they often mobilize the crowd and vow to eradicate them before they give up. What an injustice this is for thousands of monsters.

In the summer season, she was discovered by Liuyun and went away that day. ran to the outskirts of Xiangzhou, 600 miles away, to hide. For several months, she has been hiding in the cave and concentrating on cultivation, ignoring foreign affairs, but also calm and self-sufficient, although she often thinks of Hu Buwei and her brother Danzhencai, but it is expected that a few people should be fine. Although there is chaos everywhere at the moment, the magicians and monks in the world are powerful, and after knowing the news, they will inevitably gather to calm the trouble, and the monsters will not be allowed to harm human lives.

I knew that this day was approaching Chinese New Year's Eve, and I heard scattered firecrackers set off by the villagers under the mountain. reminded me of the past, what a happy day I had at home during the New Year's Festival in the past, but now I am alone, lonely and self-hurting in front of the mountains, rocks and trees. Fan's heart was blazing, he couldn't bear it anymore, and finally went down the mountain. When I was in the middle of the road, I happened to hear travelers talking about the fact that the iron mink penetrated the village during the Mid-Autumn Festival and hurt people, and Dingma Village and Niulin Village were particularly damaged, with a total of more than 100 people killed and injured. I was taken aback at the moment, I was anxious, and I didn't care about anything else, so I used Tengyue Technique to rush to Dingma Village to inquire. Before she was halfway there, she found that the first group of people had low mana and was easily thrown off by her, but the second group of people was not easy to follow, a monk shot her down with an eight-treasure Zen staff, and several people surrounded her, and did not listen to the reason and pleading for her to rush to save people, and used spells to seriously injure her as soon as she came up. Seeing that she didn't make sense, she finally made a move in anger, beat the six Taoist priests and three monks into a coma, and finally arrived. It's just that his body has been injured by a profound talisman, but this is not something that can be cured by the mana of the medicine stone, and he only needs to recuperate and recover in the future.

She continued to walk and leap, and when she arrived at the entrance of Dingma Village, she felt the strong demonic aura in the direction of Hu Buwei's home, and under the shock, she turned into a flying shadow, and instantly reached through the village, and saw the black-clothed hall master raising his hair foot to chop Hu Buwei's face. For this evil monster that harmed people's lives, she didn't pretend to be a fool, she immediately showed her true nature, and expelled the two monsters in three strokes and two strokes. Seeing that Hu Buwei still had a trace of wandering energy, he quickly spit out Neidan and put it in his mouth to hang himself, and used the healing method to restore his vitality and repair the wound, and finally saved him. It's just that Zhao was injured in the head, and he was already out of breath, but there was no way to do it. She saw that Zhao's belly was bulging, the fetus could not breathe to support him, and the situation was critical, so she used a birth spell to prolong his delivery. Although the baby is not fully born and is born, the vitality cannot be fully gathered, and the muscles and bones will be thin and weak in the future. But it is better to be born in the world than to be stillborn.

Shan Yan gritted her teeth and wiped her body, although there was blood all over her body, she was still wonderful. The eyebrows are picturesque, the green silk is stacked with clouds, the waist and legs are slender and snow-white, and the upper and lower parts of the body are well-proportioned and moderate, which is pleasant. If this * is seen by a man in the world, he is afraid that he will bleed from his mouth and nose and fall out of his eyes if he doesn't look at it. In addition to changing clothes, it took half a cup of tea. After Shan Yan cleaned up, she opened the door and went out, but saw that the wooden door of the side room in the west wing was open, and Hu Buwei was kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly at the three corpses. Shan Yan cleaned up the courtyard at noon, moved Zhao Tu's family of three to the west wing, and gave them blood stains. At the moment, they all look clean. Zhao's face was frightened, and there was a slender wound on his forehead, which was caused by the black-clothed altar lord's demonization and the sharp foot penetrating the back of the skull.

Hu Buwei was holding the body of his deceased wife and weeping, resentful of God's injustice. In just a few months, the Zhao family was killed twice, and the unfortunate grievances were unheard of in the world. She didn't fulfill her wish to be a mother until she died, but she regretted the impermanence of this creation, how cruel it was. Hu Buwei closed Zhao's eyes that were not blind to death, thinking about her laughter and scolding when she was born, and spoke lightly. The pair of slender hands that were sticking to their pain, the lovely demeanor that was also disgusting and happy, and the red face was like a flower, and the sideburns were like clouds, all of which turned into eye-catching smoke at this moment. It was all living things from last night, but after a change of sun and moon, everything was empty, and there was only a cold corpse on the ground.

"No, you said that I should teach my children to read and write, okay? ”

"I want to teach him to speak, teach him to be a man, don't be idle like his father when he grows up, huh!"

"Great, I'm going to be a mother soon...... No, you say, will he call his mother first or will he call his father first? I guess he must be called his mother first! Mother hurts him, hehe. ”

"Daddy, you have to be careful to serve me, otherwise, hmph, be careful I don't let you hold him!"

Zhao's happy words and anticipation were still in front of him, and Hu Buwei looked at her pale lips, as if he would suddenly purse a smile, still as if he had spoken before.

"Xuan'er, you wait for me, I must find another pill to resurrect you. I will let you see our child and teach him to speak and read. Hu Buwei wiped out a handful of tears, looked at his wife's frightened and sad face, and secretly made a decision in his heart. In the years to come, he will be in the sea of swords and fires, and he will die for a lifetime, and he will do his best to find Huandan and save his beloved wife back.

Now that the ambition has been established, the grief is lessened. Hearing the small footsteps behind him, he knew that it was Shan Yan approaching, so he said: "Yan'er, I want to find a pill to help your sister-in-law resurrect, do you know what the way is?"

Shan Yan hesitated for a while, and said: "I only know that there are many criminals found in the Qiannan Mountains, but there is a black and white view and a small yin and yang in that place, which is a dangerous place......" As he was speaking, a thing came quickly from behind him without a sound, how could the fox spirit be in vain, and when he found that his shoulders were gone, the yellow flat thing passed by, and the 'bang' pierced through the wall, leaving a small crack with the thickness of a palm, and the two of them opened their eyes to see through the hole, and they had seen the snow outside the wall.