"Let's start digging here!" Pan Hao commanded everyone to start acting. Everyone rushed up and began to act in an orderly manner, they are people who are used to these things, they are familiar with the way, and Pan Hao also saved his heart.

Two hours later, a new tomb stood in this valley, Pan Hao's divine power flowed in his eyes, Pan Hao looked at the grave, there was a trace of white gas coming out of the grave, while flowing to the void, unknown place, and on the other hand, it merged with the qi luck on the top of Xiwen's head next to it, and bred a trace of red luck, which was a bit of a feeling of good luck, but it was far from it.

Thump......

Xiwen knelt in front of the grave and kowtowed three times, then looked at Pan Hao.

"Let's go!" Pan Hao said softly.

"Hmm!" The little girl Xiwen got up and stood behind Pan Hao, her little face was cold and red, her eyes were still stained with tears, and she looked like a little heel, Pan Hao looked distressed. In my previous life, I was still in the fourth or fifth grade of primary school, and at a young age, I had to go through this, and I was far more sensible and mature than children of the same age.

Pan Hao picked up Xiwen's small hand, Xiwen subconsciously withdrew her hand, but immediately seemed to remember something, the action suddenly stopped, and the cold and numb little hand was handed over to Pan Hao's hand, but the little face was even more red, and I don't know if the weather was cold or shy! Pan Hao reacted, in this world, just like the ancient Celestial Empire, although the system and customs are not as strict as the Celestial Empire, but if they can hold a girl's hand, then the relationship between them must be extraordinary!

Pan Hao smiled bitterly, and his hand lightly flicked Xiwen's forehead, and Xiwen covered her forehead and looked at Pan Hao with an innocent face.

"Tell you little girl to think nonsense!" Pan Hao said with black lines on his head.

"I, how can I have!" Xiwen's eyes wandered, her cheeks were red, and she didn't dare to face Pan Hao. Pan Hao couldn't help but sigh, this little girl is really mature!

Pan Hao's cultivation has long been fearless of the cold and cold, and several other villagers are also strong and well-dressed, and they don't care much about the cold, so they really ignore Xiwen, a thin little girl.

A divine power flowed out in the Purple Mansion, through the right hand and then to the hand of Xiwen's little girl, and then flowed in Xiwen's whole body, uh! Xiwen only felt a hot current flowing from Pan Hao's body, and then the hot current circulated in her body, and the body that was shivering with severe cold was as warm and comfortable as throwing her whole body into a hot spring.

After reaching the end, the little girl refused to let go of Pan Hao's palm, and kept pulling it.

After giving the villagers a salary, Pan Hao took the little girl back to Jishui County, found a Fulai Inn, opened two upper rooms, and bought two clothes for Xiwen, the sky was already dark!

Pan Hao sat quietly in the room and pondered, Xiwen's father died strangely, I'm afraid there will be something wrong with it!

At midnight, now on the seventeenth day of the first lunar month, the sky is cold and freezing, and everyone who has been tossed during the day has already fallen asleep, and the inn is already quiet and silent, and a sound of bang sounded outside. Pan Hao's mind swept away, clicked, and the door bolt was opened by Pan Hao.

Creak......

The door was pushed open, and a small dark shadow entered. Then he gently closed the door, lowered the deadbolt, and locked the door again. This small and delicate black shadow groped around the room for a while, and slowly seemed to be able to discern the direction, and actually began to touch the bed where Pan Hao slept.

Then he climbed onto Pan Hao's bed! Got into Pan Hao's bed, and his soft body with a girl's unique breath approached Pan Hao, and seemed to be still observing Pan Hao's appearance, the breath between breaths and the hair hanging down, tickled the tip of Pan Hao's nose.

Pan Hao was pretending to sleep at this time, just when someone came, he knew who Lu Dao was, and specially opened the door for her, this little girl thought that Pan Hao forgot to bring the door bolt!

"Little girl, what do you want to do?" Pan Hao said in a low voice, very puzzled by Xiwen's little Lori who came in the dark.

The little girl's body shook obviously, and the dark night was not affected by Pan Hao's vision, as clear and bright as Bai Xuan. Xiwen's little girl obviously didn't expect Pan Hao to be awake and didn't sleep. Innocently staring at Pan Hao with her big eyes, although she couldn't see it, she could feel Pan Hao's gaze.

This Lori's mouth was deflated, and she said reluctantly: "I, I'll sleep!" The voice was crisp and delicate, and it was very pitiful.

"Isn't that your room?" Pan Hao asked.

"I'm afraid!" said the little girl pitifully.

"Also, I will be your person in the future, I don't sleep with you, who will I sleep with?" The little girl's petite and delicate nose wrinkled, a picture of a little adult.

As soon as Pan Hao heard this, his head was suddenly full of black lines, what is the situation! A little Lori thinks about your people and my people, but if you think about it carefully, ancient women can marry at the age of fourteen, and some even treat them as child daughters-in-law since childhood, thinking about it like this, it is really not difficult to think about the idea of cherishing Wen girl.

"Don't you want me anymore!" Xiwen suddenly burst into tears, like a discarded kitten, looking at Pan Hao pitifully and confusedly.

"No, I will give you back your freedom in the future!" Pan Hao touched Xi Wen's small head and said lovingly.

"You just don't want me, you just don't want me!" Xiwen Xiao Lori suddenly burst into tears.

"When I was at the inn, I always heard that a maid should climb into the master's bed, otherwise the master would not want her in the future!"

"You're not a maid!" Pan Hao was already speechless, the inn was one of the places with the fastest circulation of information in ancient times, and all kinds of gossip information were also widely circulated, and he didn't want to teach a little Lori who had no ability to discern.

"I'm not a maid, what is it? Do you want to be a big house for me?" asked Lori suspiciously.

"Then I'm still your person!" Little Lori put her head on Pan Hao's chest and said coquettishly.

......

"Why don't you give me that warm air flow like you did today!"

Pan Hao was about to stare at the little girl for a long time, but finally left her!

A warm air flow flowed through Pan Hao's hand to Xiwen's girl, who was as comfortable as a lazy kitten, obediently lying on Pan Hao's chest, quietly sleeping......

And Pan Hao's breath began to become long and far-reaching, and there was a faint white mist rising between his breaths, and the aura was high, nourishing the meridians in his body, and he was once again cultivating the true qi that had disappeared.