In the lively market, Yuan Xianger walked through the crowd, shopping for some daily necessities that her teacher had told her to buy.
Nan He's injury was almost healed, and he walked slowly beside Yuan Xianger with his short legs. When they got to a crowded place, Yuan Xianger was afraid that he would be scattered, so he picked him up and hung him on the crook of his arm.
"Nan He, do you think Arteng has gone back to her hometown, or is she still staying in the human world? Her character is too easy to suffer, which makes me a little worried."
As Yuan Xianger spoke, she was picking at the pork stall.
"Boss, cut a piece of meat. It should be fat and thin with skin. Please slice it into thin slices." She pointed to the meat she had picked.
"Okay, don't worry, little lady, I'll cut it for you." The butcher slashed the pig-killing knife in his hand twice on the sharpening stone, and cut a piece of meat with a quick movement.
Next to the meat stall is the poultry stall, and several cages of chickens and ducks to be slaughtered are crowded together, making a lot of noise. In the past is a mutton stall with two fresh and bloody sheep heads hanging, and there are other people selling dog meat and frozen fish, to name a few. The sound of the butchers sharpening their knives and the chirping of livestock mixed up the excitement of the human market.
"That snake is very strong." Nan He said suddenly, and then added, "The strong have their own world, and the weak have no choice. This is the law of the world."
"You mean that Arteng is very powerful, so he has pure qualifications?" Yuan Xianger reached out and touched Xiaolang's fluffy head, "Oh, it turns out that we Xiaonan can speak quite well. Think about it, if she She's just an ordinary girl, and her temperament has long been bullied to the point of being scumbags."
Every time Yuan Xiang'er touched it, the hairy ears like the tip of a hill trembled nervously, and soon a suspicious tender pink appeared from the white fluff.
While waiting for the meat to be cut, Yuan Xianger rubbed her head, rubbed her neck, and flipped the elastic little meat pad over to rub it.
Nan He stretched his body tightly, patiently retracting his claws, but he didn't bite or escape.
For some reason, Nan He has suddenly become a lot more docile in recent days. Although he is still not very close, at least he is not as grinning and full of vigilance as before. Yuan Xianger stretched out his hand to brush his hair. At most, he just ran away. He rarely stretched out his paws to scratch people, nor would he suddenly turn around and give you a sip.
Yuan Xianger was in a good mood because of this, and felt that she had a good chance of burying her face in the silvery white hair ball and wantonly sucking the little wolf.
When returning, Yuan Xianger turned into a grocery store and retrieved a small round handle brush that she had customized earlier.
"It's made of pig bristles. I specifically told them to use soft hair. It should be quite comfortable. You can try it."
She tried it on the back of her hand first to make sure the softness was just right, and then she brushed the hair on Nan He's back a few times.
This is a small comb specially used for combing animal hair. With her years of experience in brushing, as long as the comb is appropriate and the technique is appropriate, no furry animal will not like to enjoy the moment of combing. The slightly rough, yet soft comb that shaves finely across the skin can make even the most arrogant kittens disarm and surrender.
It's a pity that Nan He didn't show the expression of enjoyment as Yuan Xiang'er imagined.
He stared blankly at the bristle long-handled round brush, "Is this for me?"
When he answered in the affirmative, he just turned his head to one side, his ears drooping down in frustration.
"What's wrong?" Yuan Xiang'er asked strangely, "Perhaps you are not used to it at first, and you will definitely like it when I brush it for you more in the future."
When we got home, it started to rain again.
"Why is it raining so much recently?" Yuan Xiang'er hugged Nan He and ran to the house.
Going around the street, I could see from a distance a woman holding a purple bamboo umbrella standing outside the gate of the yard, and Yunniang was standing at the threshold talking to her.
The woman, with her high temples and splendid skirts, bowed slightly to salute Yunniang, and then left in the direction of Tianlang Mountain.
Yuan Xianger ran all the way to the door, "Sister, I'm back."
"Oh, look at the clothes you're showering." Yunniang carried them into the house with an umbrella. "Hot water has been boiled in the kitchen, so I'll wash it in a while. Be careful not to catch a cold."
"Master, who was that just now?" Yuan Xiang'er put Nan He on the floor of the eaves.
"By the way, it's your friend, her name is Arteng. She said that she had received help from her husband and you before. So she sent some thank you gifts. I won't leave her in the house." Yunniang raised her hand. Just received a bamboo blue.
"It's Arteng?" Yuan Xianger chased out of the hospital in surprise and joy, and looked into the distance. The green mountains were raining and foggy, and in the depths of the wild trail, the slender figure at the foot of Tianlang Mountain with a bamboo umbrella had gone far away and gradually disappeared into the mist on the mountainside.
In the yard, Yunniang was squatting in front of Nanhe, and was lifting the leaves that covered the tilan. The turquoise basket was full of thick matsutake mushrooms, which were still stained with fresh mud.
"Oh, it's so polite, it's so fresh, it looks like it was just picked from the mountains." Yunniang said happily.
Nan He leaned over his head to take a look.
"It's matsutake mushrooms, this stew is delicious." Yuan Xianger picked up a fat matsutake mushroom and tapped it on Nan He's nose, "Nan He, Ateng, she still remembers coming back to see us."
Nan He moved his nose, unable to imagine how delicious such "mushrooms" could be.
Yuan Xianger took a comfortable hot shower and came out of the room while wiping her hair.
It was raining heavily outside, and the raindrops fell from the eaves, forming a sparkling rain curtain. The rain in winter is very cold, and the yard has accumulated rainwater that is too late to drain. A group of yellow chicks wanted to follow their mother to jump on the stilted eaves to avoid the rain, but they couldn't reach them because of their short legs, and they fluttered their little wings in a hurry.
Nan He was standing in the rain, and he was quickly throwing the fluffy chicks up one by one. The chickens that went up rolled on the ground, and quickly chased after the mother chicken who was hiding far away because of fear. These little guys who were born not long ago have forgotten their natural fear of wolves. If they soak in a winter rain, they may not survive tonight.
Yuan Xianger ran over and stretched out her hand from the eaves to help pull the chicks up. Finally, the wet Nanhe was caught.
She took off the towel around her neck, put it over Nan He's head, and quickly wiped him into a messy ball of hair.
"Xiao Nan has been really good recently." Yuan Xiang'er brought the wet ball of hair back to the house, "Are the wounds on her body all healed? Show me?"
Since Nan He regained his mobility, he no longer agreed with Yuan Xianger to turn him over to deal with the wound on his belly. Yuan Xianger felt very sorry.
Sure enough, as soon as the white ball heard this sentence, it quickly pressed down on its body and became alert.
"It's ready."
He only jumped out four words, cold and hard, but Yuan Xianger heard a sense of embarrassment from it for no reason.
"Then let me take a hot bath for you? You see you're all wet." Yuan Xianger said.
The little wolf couldn't hold back any longer, he jumped up and was about to run out, but Yuan Xianger quickly pinched the back of his neck,
"Don't run, don't run, just kidding. I'll wipe it for you, I promise not to move."
Yuan Xianger called a tub of hot water, first washed the little wolf's face with a wet towel, wiped his ears, then lifted his muddy little white claws, put them in the hot water, and opened the gaps in the meat pads. , meticulously clean inside and out.
While he was slowly relaxing, Yuan Xianger lifted his neck and put the whole little wolf into the small wooden basin.
"Okay, okay, that's how you get clean. It's so cold, and you're covered in mud again. It would be nice to soak in hot water."
The coaxed wolf squatted aggrievedly in the hot water basin, stretched his limbs nervously, and flicked his tail unhappily.
Yuan Xianger took a wooden spoon and poured hot water down his neck little by little, rubbing his wet hair, and neatly washed the stiff little wolf. This time, he didn't make any trouble.
The little wolf that was washed and dried, the silver hair was slender and soft, exuding a beautiful lunar color.
It was raining winter rain outside the house. In the warm house, Yuan Xianger combed Nanhe's hair with the newly bought hair.
"My injuries are all healed." Nan He said suddenly.
Yuan Xianger was addicted to the silvery white beauty and couldn't extricate herself. She didn't pay attention to what he meant, and then replied, "Well, I know that, so I dared to bathe you. So Xiaonan's hair has been washed clean, so beautiful. what."
Nan He lowered his head and stopped talking.
It rained for most of the night. Yuan Xianger slept soundly wrapped in the quilt.
Next to the bed was a square cabinet with soft cushions, which was where Nan He slept. When he first came, Nan He was seriously injured, Yuan Xiang'er was worried and placed his nest beside her bed, but after getting used to it, she never moved.
Nan He curled up on that soft cushion, listening to the sound of rain outside the house. There was a restlessness in his body, twitching his blood vessels one by one, reminding him of the imminent arrival of the skeletal period.
As a Sirius, the power of the bloodline told him that before the departure period, he needed to go through a lot of battles, strengthen his muscles and bones, and temper his will.
He must go back to Tianlang Mountain, hunt those powerful monsters, bite off their necks, devour their flesh and blood, take their inner alchemy, and use a lot of spiritual energy to temper his body again and again, so that he can survive safely. Through a difficult and painful period of separation.
Instead of lying in such a soft and comfortable place to spend your time.
The skeleton period symbolizes the process of the young Sirius transforming into a powerful adult wolf. With a series of transformations and rebirths of the body and spiritual veins, Sirius will enter an extremely unstable and painful period. Cubs during this period were supposed to stay in the pack and be well guarded by their families. It is a pity that there is only one Sirius left in this world. He has no companions or family. He must capture more energy for himself, prepare a secret and safe lair, and spend the most critical and most dangerous of the Sirius Clan alone. period.
Should go, get out of here, leave this human being. No need to say goodbye to her, just walk quietly on this rainy night.
The sound of rain outside the window was cold and cold, and the slight skylight shone on the human girl's face. Her skin was shiny, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, as if there was something that made her happy in her sleep.
Looking at that face, Nan He suddenly remembered a kind of flower he had seen on Tianlang Mountain. That kind of flower always faced the sun, blooming hot and cheerful, covering the whole hillside with a golden color.
Sometimes, even just a glimpse of the dazzling gold from the dim jungle can make him feel good.
Nan He suddenly felt a little sour in his heart. It has been a hundred years, or two hundred years, and he has always been alone, wearing the clouds and wearing the moon, walking in the deserted mountains and wild paths, walking alone in the dark jungle. Until I met this human being in front of me.
As a child, he had been captured by vicious humans who wanted to turn him into a slave for humans to drive. He fought to the death at that time and hated humans deeply.
But now, after these days of getting along, Nan He of course also understands that Yuan Xianger has no ill will towards her. On the contrary, she gently healed her wounds, gave her comfortable cushions and fragrant food, and held herself in her arms. Visit the lively market…
Although she treats him very well, Nan He feels that he may never be able to please her. He can neither let Yuan Xianger rub his ears and tail at will, nor can he just like that shameless black dog, he can't turn it over without regard for face. Rub her belly.
Even after receiving so much care from her, she will leave without saying goodbye tonight.
She must be very angry.
But it's better than when she wakes up and fights herself with a formation because she doesn't agree. Nan He knew in his heart that he was unwilling to face the situation of breaking with her no matter what.
After she leaves, she may find a rabbit spirit that she always talks about, or other animals with more beautiful hair, and she will be an apostle.
Nan He thought in frustration that she would be patient with that kind of well-behaved and supple rabbit, rub his ears and neck, cook him fragrant food, and brush him with the brush she made for herself, and then she would think that it was still a rabbit after all. He was more obedient than the wolf, and in the end quickly forgot himself.
He repeatedly told himself to leave, but his feet seemed to be stuck and he couldn't move.
The rain outside the window gradually stopped, and the moonlight came in and sprinkled on the ground of the house. The morning sun again shone through the paper window and shone on Yuan Xianger's cheek.
Yuan Xianger woke up, rubbed her eyes, and saw a very beautiful large wolf dog parked on the ground of the house.
Although it may not be fully grown yet, the body is smooth and beautiful, the limbs are firm and powerful, the silver-white hair is dark and flowing, and a pair of amber eyes stares at him for a moment.
"Nan... Nanhe, Xiaonan?"
"I'm leaving." The wolf made the same sound as Xiao Nanhe.
"Go, where are you going?" Yuan Xianger was still in a chaotic state just woken up.
The silver-white Sirius closed his mouth and lowered his eyes.
"No, Xiao Nan, you..." Yuan Xiang'er got off the kang, squatted in front of Nan He, hesitated for a moment, and said the words that she had been repeating in her mind many times, "I always wanted to tell you, can you stay by my side, Be my apostle?"
Sirius silently took two steps back and turned his head gently.
His steps are light, and the streamlined muscles are driven in action. He has a wild beauty, and he is a powerful elf galloping through the jungle.
Yuan Xianger was very reluctant, but in fact she already had such psychological preparation. As a rational modern person, she actually knew that she should not restrain the freedom of others because of her own preferences.
What's more, the other party is a powerful creature with the same intelligence and emotional intelligence as himself, and a friend who has long been recognized by Yuan Xianger as a friend of equal status with himself.
Yuan Xiang'er raised her hand and touched Nan He's raised head, but luckily the hair was still the same soft.
"Okay, then I'll give you a ride."