Apocalypse protection little sister-in-law

Chapter 51 Burial
When the two came out of the basement, under Wu Qingfeng's curious eyes, Lian Yao triumphantly reached out and patted the green brick, and the hole immediately closed silently.

Wu Qingfeng frowned and thought for a long time.There are too many unreasonable places in this basement, and it must not be an ordinary technological means.Reminiscent of Master Yao's identity as a cultivator, he had a guess in his mind.

Just as she was about to talk to Lian Yao, she heard a cry of "Aww, Aww" coming from outside the door.

"Little Tiger, why are you here?"

There is a threshold at the gate of the medicine building, and the little tiger has short legs, so it can't walk over at all, so Lian Yao went to carry it over.

Unexpectedly, as soon as it was put down, it rushed towards the medicine storage room.Running to the place where Lian Yao first found her, she put her two front paws on the freezer and yelled at the glass bottle inside.

Lian Yao and Wu Qingfeng looked at each other suspiciously, and walked over together.

Wu Qingfeng opened the freezer, took out the bottle full of medicine and put it on the table.The two were studying around the bottle, and Xiaohu circled around Lianyao's feet anxiously.

"This... seems to be a... animal offal?" Wu Qingfeng was a little uncertain.Because the contents of the bottle are not complete, some parts should be missing.

Lian Yao is silent.If she didn't recognize it before, but after listening to Wu Qingfeng's words and seeing Xiaohu's anxious look, she would have thought of what was in it.

He hugged Xiaohu to the table, and Xiaohu immediately threw himself on the bottle and screamed non-stop.

Wu Qingfeng didn't know what was going on here, but was just curious about Xiaohu's behavior: "Yaoyao, what's wrong with Xiaohu? Could it be that it has taken a fancy to this again and wants to occupy it?"

Lianyao gently stroked the little tiger with pity on her face, and said in a low mood: "This is its mother's heart. The medicine that the old man Yao made before must have a white tiger's heart, and his mother was taken here..."

Lian Yao couldn't speak anymore.

That day she was separated from them by a wall.She struggled in every possible way, barely saving her life.Although he has suffered a lot, he is still luckier than the white tiger mother.At least, she survived and waited until Master Yao's demise.

"Brother, let's bury the white tiger mother in the forest!" Lian Yao looked at Wu Qingfeng pleadingly.

The glass bottle seemed to weigh more than a thousand catties, and she was a little too soft to lift it.

Wu Qingfeng stretched out his hand to shake her shoulder without a word, picked up the glass bottle and walked back to the mountain.Lian Yao hugged Xiaohu and followed silently.

The mountain road was rugged, neither of them spoke, even Xiaohu fell silent.

After walking for a while, Wu Qingfeng couldn't find a better place, so he had to stop and ask Lian Yao.

Lian Yao looked at the surrounding environment and frowned.The woods are too dense, and it is really not easy to bury them.If you just find a place, who knows if you can find it next time?

After struggling for a while, Lian Yao's eyes suddenly lit up: "Brother, let's go to that thousand-year-old Chongyang tree."

The thousand-year-old Chongyang tree is a little above the medicinal spring in the middle of the mountain.There is rich aura and there is a thousand-year-old Chongyang tree, so it is also a treasure land of geomantic omen.Bury the white tiger mother there, and I'm not afraid that I won't be able to find a place next time.

Wu Qingfeng came here once with Lianyao when he was a child, but after so many years, there is no road on the mountain, so he really doesn't remember where.So, it changed to Lian Yao walking in front holding the little tiger, and Wu Qingfeng following behind holding the bottle.

Seeing the figure in front of him nimbly shuttled among the vines, Wu Qingfeng's eyes were filled with tenderness and pride.Yaoyao embarked on the road of self-cultivation, and has been different ever since.Regardless of whether it is Mu Linggen or not, at least in his eyes at the moment, she is like an elf in the mountains and forests, unfettered, free and beautiful.

As if feeling the gaze from behind, Lian Yao stopped for a while and looked back, falling into Wu Qingfeng's gentle gaze, involuntarily relaxed with melancholic brows and eyes, and pulled a shallow smile at the corner of her mouth.

Arriving at the site of the thousand-year-old Double Ninth Wood, the two of them looked around, and it was indeed a good place.Probably Chongyang wood has lived for so long, and already has a sense of territory.In the place where it grows, within 50 meters around, you can't even find a root of grass.

Although the sky is still invisible above the head, it is also because of the dense canopy of the Chongyang tree.But as long as the thick roots of Chongyang wood protruding from the ground are ignored, at least the ground is very empty.

"Just here!"

Wu Qingfeng put down the glass bottle in his hand, and used the shovel he brought from the back door to dig under a small rock 20 meters away from the Chongyang tree.With great strength, he quickly dug a hole that was big enough and deep enough to come out.

Lian Yao put the little tiger aside, poured out all the potion in the glass bottle, and then solemnly put the remaining half of the white tiger's mother's heart into the pit.

Xiaohu crawled over and guarded the edge of the pit, staring at the heart closely, and made a "woo-woo" sound from his throat, as if he was crying.Yelling so loudly that Lian Yao couldn't help but turn red eyes, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

The heart leaves the potion and soon begins to change color.Lian Yao forcibly hugged Xiaohu away, Wu Qingfeng quickly filled it with soil, flattened it, and patted it tightly.

Even though he couldn't see anything, Xiaohu still didn't want to leave.It broke away from Lian Yao's hand, returned to the place where the white tiger's mother was buried, and lay down motionless.From time to time, it yelled twice.It seems that a wronged child is confiding to his mother, wanting her to help him get justice.

Lian Yao didn't want to leave either.Sitting down on the root of the tree next to him, holding his legs with his hands, resting his head on his knees, he stared blankly at Xiaohu's direction.

Although Xiaohu is small, he still remembers the taste of his mother.When it misses its mother, there is still a place for it to mourn.But she doesn't even know who her mother is or where she is now.Except for the gentle voice in memory, I don't remember anything, and I have no way to pursue it.

Wu Qingfeng stood aside silently, lost in thought, as if he was looking at Xiaohu, but in fact, his eyes didn't even have a focal length, and his thoughts had already diverged.

Speaking of which, he hasn't paid homage to his mother for several years.At the beginning, it was the village head who was responsible for burying her mother on the hill in the north of the village.After so many years, no one went to see it. I'm afraid the grass on the grave could be taller than a person.

For a while, except for the "rustling" sound from the mountain wind passing over the treetops, there was no sound under the Chongyang tree, and time seemed to be silent at this moment.

As time passed, the sun sank to the west, and the woods, which were not exposed to the sun, became darker and darker.The originally dreary mountain wind began to feel cool on the body.

Wu Qingfeng moved first.He walked to Lian Yao's side, touched her face, and it was really cold. Thinking of her cold body, he immediately pulled her up: "It's late, we should go back, otherwise fat aunt will be very worried."

Only then did Lian Yao realize that the forest was too dark to see Xiaohu's face clearly, only a small white shadow could be seen.With Wu Qingfeng's strength, he stood up, stretched his numb legs, walked over and hugged Xiaohu.

"Little Tiger, we will come to see your mother later. When you grow up, you can come whenever you want."

The little tiger barked twice, licked Lian Yao's chin twice, then lay in her arms and did not move.

Lian Yao pitifully kissed its head, held its arms tightly, and said to Wu Qingfeng: "Brother, let's go down the mountain! It's not easy to walk on the mountain road when it's dark, so be careful."

Wu Qingfeng patted her on the shoulder and asked her to walk behind him.He took a shovel and opened the way ahead.

(End of this chapter)