Hunting Heart Little Mengxian: Rebirth and Raising a Wolf

Chapter 28 That Little Sweet...

The head of the Nine World Hall may not be at the entrance of the main hall in Yi'an County at this time, which is not good news for Jiu Xiaohan.

However, she still planned to try her luck.

After a quick calculation in his heart, Jiu Xiaohan took the initiative to say to Liang Ziyu:

"Ziyu, how about we just leave it like this?"

"Well, Miss Xiaohan, you said..."

"Since neither of us has ever been to that Yi'an County, why not take this opportunity to go shopping together. If the master of the Ninth Hall is not in the city, then let's find a small inn to stay and have something to eat. OK! Wait for him."

"Shopping? Inn? Have something to eat?"

The young man suddenly stopped in his tracks, curled up the evil look at the corner of his mouth, turned around in surprise, and looked at Jiu Xiaohan.

However, the little female cultivator behind her just walked with her head down, and almost bumped into Liang Ziyu who suddenly looked back at her:

"Uh……"

The boy subconsciously stretched out his arms, just enough to hold her close, and gently supported Jiu Xiaohan who was about to fall.

His eyes were piercing, and he re-examined from head to toe as if he was serious, the little girl in front of him who was dressed in a men's gray Taoist robe, looked a bit rusty at first glance, but somehow she was so intriguing.

"Miss Xiaohan, just now, it sounds like you are very entangled..."

"No, no, no! Ziyu, have you misunderstood me?"

Jiu Xiaohan took a small half step back, moved away from the place that was close to his chest, a little shy, waved his small hands at him again and again, and hurriedly told the truth to Liang Ziyu, saying,
"No... I really didn't bring much silver with me! Looking at my obviously poor village girl's outfit, I definitely don't look like a rich man, do I?"

She casually tightened the small burden strap with floral blue checks on her shoulders, paused for a while, and after she had finished thinking about her speech, she explained to the boy again:

"It's just that I was thinking, look, after all, we both got out of that underground black wolf den."

"Hmm! So?"

"So, no matter whether you can see the master of the Ninth Hall or not, you have to find a place to take a bath and clean it first. When you go out to meet people, it's easier to make the other person feel better, isn't it?!"

Hearing the seemingly plausible excuse of Jiu Xiaohan, the eccentric spirit, the "wolf boy" nodded tacitly, turned around and continued walking forward.

However, his eyes have never been able to tolerate half a grain of sand, no matter when he was the God of War in the Heavenly Palace and Immortal Realm, or now when he is a prodigal son in this chaotic world.

From this point of view, it must be that the so-called "great benevolent person from all directions" who is euphemistically called by the public, at this moment, in Jiu Xiaohan's heart, must have been listed by her as the most honorable and incomparably admired status Bar?
Otherwise, how could Jiu Xiaohan have to take a bath and change clothes before that just because she was just preparing to meet him?

That's all, that's all!
"Wolf Boy" also couldn't figure out why he would overeat this matter.

Many thoughts were intertwined in his mind, but he didn't hesitate in his footsteps during the hesitation, and he kept walking towards the direction farther and farther away from Yi'an County.

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After touching it, it took less than half an hour to walk.

Following Liang Ziyu's footsteps in front of him, Jiu Xiaohan felt a lot easier when he moved forward.

However, when the young man stepped on the deep snow with one deep foot and one shallow foot, and on the worn shoes he was wearing, the crushed snow warmed by the heat of his feet, on the upper of the shoe and the top of the foot, had already A layer of crushed ice slag and many small ice balls formed, but Jiu Xiaohan felt a kind of indescribable sadness and distress:
"Ziyu, are your feet cold?"

The boy didn't look back, but he could tell that there was a warm smile in his soft voice:

"It's not cold! Sister, don't worry."

He has never been willing to throw away this pair of shoes, just because it is also the last pair of shoes his mother made for him before she died.

Another reason is that he is the same as Jiu Xiaohan - he never expected that this big snowstorm came so many days earlier than the snow season in previous years.

In fact, the boy didn't really feel the cold.

Through the warm moonlight that sometimes appears and disappears among the trees in the forest, he can vaguely see his appearance:

At this moment, "Wolf Boy"'s eyebrows, eyelashes, and even a few strands of hair on his forehead and ear sideburns are already white.

The reason why Jiu Xiaohan was so comforted, saying that he is not cold; maybe, it is just that he has long been accustomed to such a bad weather and such an unpredictable living environment!

From the young man's point of view, how can this kind of bad change originating from the natural world be compared with the impermanence of the world that he experienced before?
At the same time, he was not fully ready to tell Jiu Xiaohan all about his identity as the "Little Seventh Prince" of Yi'an County and his inhuman past.

If, in this life, he could do it all over again, "Wolf Boy" would rather not be reincarnated into Huangfu Yi.

In this case, he might be able to live a better life.

It seemed that he just remembered something, and when he wanted to say a few more words to Jiu Xiaohan, when his lips opened and closed suddenly, he was caught off guard by an inexplicable chill rushing into his dry throat.

Even though he tried to hold back, he still unconsciously coughed twice.

Probably because he was leading the way, he was a little impatient and nervous, a mouthful of bloody phlegm had already reached the tip of his tongue.

The taste was really fishy, ​​astringent and bitter, which made his smile, which was still on the surface, a little stiff, and then, the smile was slightly deformed.

Presumably, even he himself doesn't know how ugly his smile is at this moment.

The young man was afraid that Jiu Xiaohan behind him would worry about him, so he quickly covered his mouth tightly with one hand, pretending that nothing happened, and continued step by step, stepping on the snow without any footprints in front of him.

From Jiu Xiaohan's point of view, this direction has been moving forward; however, compared to "Wolf Boy" himself, he has been "backward".

In his heart, he naturally wished that he would be farther and farther away from the boundary of Yi'an County; because, farther away, more or less, he would be much safer than before!

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In the darkness of the night, Jiu Xiaohan, who has sharp eyesight and surpasses ordinary people, seems to have seen something.

She took two or three steps forward at a very high speed, and immediately grabbed an arm that was left behind by the other party, and stopped him in time:

"Wait a minute, Ziyu!"

I saw that Jiu Xiaohan quickly took out three or five small black balls from the inner pocket of his Taoist robe, pulled up the palm of "Wolf Boy", and put it directly into his palm:
"Here, keep it in your mouth! You'll feel better!"

The night was too dark, and the young man originally thought that a small pill that could help regulate Qi and blood would definitely be so bitter that he would cry.

However, in order to suppress the thick bloody smell rising from his stomach, he didn't have time to think about it, so he directly stuffed those small black balls into his mouth.

However, to his surprise, that little thing has a special flavor.

"Wolf Boy" was very reluctant to swallow it, and kept obediently holding it on the tip of his tongue, far away from his teeth beside his tongue:
"It's so sweet... Miss Xiaohan, what is this?"

"Black lantern fruit!"

"Oh~~~"

Jiu Xiaohan was also very curious when she heard the voice of the young man in front of him who had suddenly realized:
"Ziyu, you have lived in this mountain all year round, haven't you ever known or tasted this thing?"

"Not really! The taste is really good!"

The boy shook his head at Jiu Xiaohan, turned around with the delicious taste in his mouth, and continued on his way slowly.

Jiu Xiaohan, who followed closely behind him, smiled lightly and said nothing.

The teenager has indeed never eaten such delicious food.

After the first one melted, the juice shattered between the lips and teeth, and the sweetness soaked the root of the tongue, the boy couldn't help but put the second one in his mouth, and after a while, the sweetness reached his heart again.

"It can't be better!"

Just as he was chewing carefully all the pulp and juice that had been melted by saliva, the boy suddenly had a familiar taste:
"Sister Xiaohan, this kind of fruit, could it be..."

"You finally tasted it?"

"Ok!"

"Hehe! My sister has to say, Ziyu, your sense of taste is really a bit blunt than ordinary people! Turn around, when you get rid of the evil poison on your body, I will help you adjust your sense of taste when you have time."

In the past 20 years, although Jiu Xiaohan stayed in the enchantment set by Master Wuweizi, she was by no means the kind of "canary" who couldn't do anything and only wanted to be beautiful.

Not only did he inherit from Wuweizi's nine-turn Qingxinfu witchcraft and the "Chunju" Qingxin swordsmanship, but he also practiced an excellent quick step and light kung fu, and was proficient in superior pharmacology and medical skills.

In addition, this girl has a good cooking skill, of course, to repay the teacher's kindness, and to study it specially for the tricky and delicious Wu Weizi.

It should be said that Jiu Xiaohan seems to be very handy in many other aspects, except for the weird eye disease of his natural gray eyes and blue pupils.

Then, she heard "Wolf Boy" say in a heart-warming voice:

"Sister Xiaohan, at that time, if it wasn't for your miraculous little fruits, they had been mixed into your pot of Baijiecao medicinal soup in advance; I'm afraid, plus, the realgar powder in the back would have been so bitter that I couldn't drink it. Pharynx, and delayed the illness. You are so considerate...like..."

With the bit of sweetness in his mouth, it flowed straight into the bottom of the boy's heart. Li Wu, who still had a trace of fairy soul, remembered that for more than 7 years, he had done this for him in the Chaoxi Palace of the Sanqing Realm in the Heaven Realm. Do that, meticulous Lan Jingchu.

For some reason, Jiu Xiaohan felt more and more like Lan Jingchu back then.However, no one will come to tell Li Wu whether Jiu Xiaohan is the reincarnation of Lan Jingchu.

"Like...like what?"

Jiu Xiaohan looked suspiciously at the extremely thin back of "Liangziyu" who was only two or three steps away from him. It was hard to imagine what the other party wanted to say in the second half of the sentence.

——Actually, she is as good as Huangfu Yi's biological mother treated him!

However, "Wolf Boy" hesitated for a while, and he naturally couldn't say the above sentence, so he had to explain it like this instead:

"Just like those magical little black lanterns... Sister Xiaohan, you are very sweet, very sweet...!"

"Huh? I'm...very sweet?"

All of a sudden, the boy was asked back by Jiu Xiaohan, and suddenly became incoherent:
"No no no... I didn't mean that! I didn't mean that... I mean..."

"Ziyu, don't worry, just take your time! It's okay!"

"I meant to say...uh..."

The young man couldn't stop talking, and he was so annoyed because of his clumsy mouth; he even wanted to beat his head hard with his fist countless times.

How could she be like Huangfu Yi's mother?

The young man suddenly felt that when he thought this way, he seemed to be saying that he was especially like a "Ma Baozi" who was born with an Oedipus complex.

Jiu Xiaohan smiled softly and said:
"Ziyu! From now on, between you and me, you don't need to bother explaining these side details. I understand your thoughts!"

In the mountain forest, under the moonlight, the two gradually fell silent, everything returned to the original tranquility, only the creaking sound of each other's footsteps stepping on the snow one after another.

Her incomparably warm voice is so refreshing;

It seems that, always inadvertently, the age-old ice and snow in the heart of the other party can be gently moistened.

In fact, the former war god of the Celestial Clan, Liwu Immortal Realm, didn't like to use flowery rhetoric, and he didn't bother to use redundant words.

This, perhaps, has something to do with him having lived too long.

What's more, in the tens of thousands of years that He and Lan Jingchu have been together in the heavens, have they ever explained anything to her because they were afraid that she would think and worry too much?

Almost, never, never—

Even, including, after that night... When she woke up the next day, she was in His arms, and He didn't say anything to her, so he sent her to a secluded valley and punished her to meditate on her past!
But, in this life, he was reincarnated as a human.

Li Wu also often found that his remaining immortal soul could not completely control Huangfu Yi's body and his thoughts all the time.

It seemed that Li Wu had only temporarily borrowed Huangfu Yi's body, and would raise his own remnant soul, in order to live and coexist with the old demon king Rong Xiao's ghost soul.

Only in this way can they both hope to survive, to seek new opportunities to one day completely get rid of each other and separate themselves.

In other words, Li Wu is still Li Wu, and Huang Fuyi is still Huang Fuyi.

Leaving him is just a breath of immortality that has to wander in Huangfuyi's body after "being under the fence"!

However, Rong Xiao, in the same way, is just a demonic spirit, that's all!
In Huangfuyi's body, the two of them have more advantages than each other...

(End of this chapter)