In the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month, the north wind whistled outside the house, and the sky was dark.
At this time, being able to stay in a stable house, drinking and chatting with a few friends around the small red clay stove, is extraordinarily warm and comfortable.
Yuan Xianger, Zhou Deyun and the others were talking, and just turned their heads when they saw Nan He, who was beside him, slowly put down the wine glass in his hand, blinked his eyes, and suddenly turned into a silver-white Sirius lying on the table, limp. slide down.
"Ah, just a few cups, Xiao Nan is drunk?"
Yuan Xianger hurriedly grabbed him and smiled embarrassedly at the others, "You can do it yourself, I'll take him back to the house to rest first."
Zhou Deyun and his party were stunned when they saw Nan He's great transformation into a wolf. Fortunately, they had come together a few times. They had adapted a lot, and they were still able to stabilize themselves. So terrified.
The wolf shape that Nan He changed after being drunk is his body, which is close to the size of an adult, and it is a little heavy to hold.
Yuan Xiang'er put his head on her shoulder, walked through the dense crowd with this big fluffy animal, and walked to the wing room in the backyard of the inn.
Along the way, many lodging guests looked at her curiously, and even stopped to ask a few questions.
Nan He didn't know what happened to him.
When drinking this kind of human drink, there is no feeling of sweetness. He only drank a few cups. I don't know why a few cups of buoyant wine were drunk, and the heart began to beat faster and faster, and the blood vessels in the whole body followed. With a pulsation, the roof above his head began to rotate, and the ground beneath his feet was also rotating, and his entire head was confused and unable to think.
He felt a pair of familiar hands pick him up, hugged him in a warm embrace that reassured him, and staggered down the road. The man stretched out his hand and gently followed his back, comforting him softly, "It's okay, you're just drunk, I'll take you back to rest."
There was a lot of noise on the road, and some strange conversations kept ringing.
"Oh, sister, your dog's coat is so beautiful, can you let my sister touch it?"
"No." The person holding him reached out to block the paws that were reaching out to him.
"Hey, little lady, your dog's coat is really rare. It's a breed from Fanbang, right? I like it very much. I wonder if it can be resold? The price is easy to say."
"Sorry, it's not for sale," said the person holding him.
All kinds of noises filled my ears, human singing and dancing, drinking, footsteps...
Nan He, however, felt an unprecedented peace of mind. He dizzily leaned against the warm embrace, almost wishing that the gently swaying footsteps could continue like this.
Yuan Xianger entered the house and put the drunk Nan He on the bed. The little wolf quickly curled up into a ball, his face flushed, and his mouth kept spitting out heat, obviously very uncomfortable. But he just kept his ears tightly behind his head, his two brows were knitted together, and he lay on his stomach quietly, without any disruptive behavior.
Yuan Xianger brought hot water, wiped his hot face and limbs, leaned beside him and touched his head and back soothingly.
"Is it uncomfortable? Do you want to drink some water? Why do you dare to say you can drink if you don't know how to drink?"
Nan He turned his head over and rubbed his chin against the warm hand. Yuan Xianger touched his cheek and scratched his chin.
Then she saw the not-so-small wolf under her hand, turned over, and turned out her white fluffy belly, her limbs drooping, as if begging for petting.
The back of the adult Sirius is a gradient of silver hair, which is smooth and flowing. But the belly is still a thin soft white fluff.
Yuan Xianger's eyes lit up at once, she rubbed her hands, and carefully stroked down her delicately-haired neck, the piece of hair was too soft, with the warm feel of the skin on her abdomen, plus the drooping The limbs that were stretched out made her feel a sense of satisfaction and crispness from the bottom of her heart.
I'm really happy, Xiao Nan is now willing to let me touch his belly, and it will soften after drinking a little wine. It seems that he can often feed him that much. Yuan Xiang'er thought secretly.
I don't know when the soft feel under my hand changed, and it became smooth and elastic skin.
Yuan Xiang'er froze for a while. There was a skin that was as lustrous as jade, and her muscles were smooth and lean.
She retracted her hand reflexively, but a strong hand reached out and grabbed her wrist, preventing her from backing up.
Yuan Xianger's breathing stopped, she felt that she should at least reach out and lift up the only piece of silver fur that the man was wearing around her waist. But the man had already lifted his beautiful body with his clean arms.
Yuan Xianger didn't know whether the person who climbed up from her side was a fairy or a man. The usually deserted face was dyed with a rosy color, charming and romantic; the peach blossoms had autumn water in their eyes, and the eyes were full of spring; the thin lips were stained with rouge Yan Youguang.
The man propped up his upper body, put his arms on the side of her head, lowered his head and looked at Yuan Xiang'er, his slightly curly silver hair gently falling on her shoulders with starlight. Those amber eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of water mist, and the slender eyelashes drooped down, hiding countless feelings of love that they wanted to talk about.
Yuan Xianger swallowed her saliva and looked away, but where would her eyes fall
Below is the rolling Adam's apple, the smooth and muscular shoulders, the attractive collarbone with delicate lines, and she dared not look further down.
"I..." A voice sounded in Yuan Xiang'er's mind, "I can neither sing nor dance, nor can I be as pleasing as Wu Yuan."
That voice sounded sad and sad, Yuan Xianger couldn't bear to make him feel so sad, she reached out and touched his hot face,
"Xiao Nan, you're drunk. Don't talk nonsense, why do I want you to sing and dance?"
"I have no family and no territory, I am the only one who is alone. All I can give you is myself..."
The voice gradually fell, and the speaker finally fell drunk beside her pillow.
Yuan Xiang'er twitched a strand of silver hair that fell on her shoulders in a daze. She heard the sound of ice and snow melting in her heart. Her heart was beating faster than ever, and she suddenly realized that her love for Nan He was not limited to her love for Nan He. And likes, and some uncontrollable emotions grow secretly.
What can I do with you? Who can hold back your appearance.
Yuan Xianger sighed, picked up the silver fur and covered the sleeping man.
After leaving Yanmen Pass, the land became barren and the population gradually sparse.
Sometimes it takes a long time to walk along the endless grassland before encountering a group of businessmen walking together.
"You can't do it with a few of you. Not only will there be vicious barbarians looting ahead, but sometimes there will be demons." Some kind businessmen advised.
This is already the edge of the country, and there are often barbarians riding horses roaring and roaring away, rushing into the village to loot wantonly. Neither they nor those demons that harass the world are under control in this place.
Along the way, you can occasionally see skeletons that have been weathered for a long time lying on the side of the road.
When they passed through a small and secluded village, they found that the entire village had been slaughtered by robbers who did not know where they came from. Hanging far from the treetops at the entrance of the village, surrounded by buzzing flies, Zhou Deyun shivered with fright, covered his eyes with his sleeves, buried in the carriage and dared not look outside.
"Why don't you even let the cubs go?" Nan He looked at the gray village that was dead and silent, "Even in the battle between our demon clan, what we have captured is only what we need to survive. We will never wantonly slaughter the entire clan of the other party. , even the cubs in the nest are not spared."
"Probably we humans are very strange creatures." Qiu Yueming, who has been immersed in the battlefield for many years, replied to him, "We sometimes seem to be afraid of death. But we are killing meaningless all the time. Killing a large number of unscrupulous people. My own clan, even if I am a soldier, sometimes I don't understand why."
"Isn't there a reason? For example, our Sirius clan captures prey because of the spiritual energy necessary for satiety or growth. Even the enemy rarely wastes the other's life when it is not necessary. Life is very important to us. Something worthy of awe."
"It's all very ridiculous reasons. For those inexplicable things, humans can even kill a large number of their own compatriots, even the old and the weak." Yuan Xiang'er looked at the corpses from a distance and felt very bad.
In her line of sight, several huge black rays flew from the dilapidated village, wagging their huge tails in the air, and swimming away to the northwest.
It is a monster born from the gathering of undead. Once there are too many such monsters, it is easy to breed evil spirits, indicating that killings and large-scale death of living beings are taking place in this area.
Not long after walking forward from here, there was a woman begging with her child sitting on the side of the road. She had her head lowered, her face was covered with a veil, and a pottery bowl with a gap was placed in front of her. , just knocked on the side of the bowl, making a clanging begging sound.
Qiu Yueming, who was walking in front of the team to explore the way, looked at the poor baby in her arms, took out a silver ingot, and threw it into her bowl from the horse's back.
The woman raised her face, and there were a pair of charming and moving eyes under her thick forehead. She looked at Qiu Yueming with those dark eyes, stretched out her hand to pick up the piece of silver, and said softly, "Thank you Madam for the reward, and please The madam is pitiful and pitiful for the slave family, please reward me more."
Qiu Yueming glanced at the dark eyes, only to feel a buzzing sound in his mind, jumped off his horse in a daze, and walked towards the woman.
While he was in a trance, an arm stretched out from behind him and pulled him back violently.
Qiu Yueming staggered for a few steps, immediately woke up, and broke out in a cold sweat.
Wu Yuan had already appeared in the form of a golden boot boy, and pushed him away in time before he was confused.
"Put away your tricks, I see it clearly." Wu Yuan said to the woman.
The woman put the child in her arms on the ground, the red sand towel was flying, and the thick braid at the back of her head turned into a scorpion's tail hook.
"Hmph, I'm just willing to be a human apostle, why bother me with eating?" The banshee revealed the prototype of a red scorpion, staring at a pair of brass-colored eyes, and her huge scorpion tail was raised in the air.
Wu Yuan, who was handsome for less than three seconds, instantly cowarded, and with a meow, he turned into his original form, and quickly fled in the direction of Yuan Xianger who was walking behind.
"Woooooo, what a big scorpion. Axiang, Nange help."
When the huge scorpion tail stabbed, the silver Sirius descended from the sky, protecting the little lynx under him, blocking the fierce attack of the banshee. The sharp scorpion tail plunged into the body of Sirius, and Sirius stepped on her back without flinching, biting her neck firmly.
The scorpion with its teeth and claws and the fierce and tyrannical Sirius bit together in an instant, and rolled away into the distance.
"Brother Nan is injured, Saburo, let's go help." Wu Yuan screamed.
Yuan Xianger took him by the neck and threw him and Hu Sanlang together, chasing him all the way to the battlefield.
"You are waiting here."
Here is a downward slope with a height of a few meters. Nan He and Banshee fought together at the bottom of the slope.
The baby burden left by the banshee turned into dozens of little scorpions on the ground. Densely began to rush down the hillside in an attempt to reinforce his mother.
Yuan Xianger rushed to the edge of the soil cliff and formed a trap first, opening a deep pit in the land under the hillside, and the little scorpions that rushed up fell into it one after another. Before it was too late to climb up, Nan He had already ended the short battle.
He stood up from the blood, cut open the scorpion's body mercilessly, and took out her inner elixir.
"Xiao Nan, are you alright?" Yuan Xianger shouted while standing on the hillside. The frozen ground was very slippery, and she was worried about Nanhe. She slipped under her feet and slipped down the slope accidentally.
She thought she was going to fall badly, but ended up falling into a clump of limp hair.
The fluffy body caught her, turned into a human shape, wrapped her hands around her body, rolled half a circle on the ground, and let out a soft groan.
Yuan Xianger fell from the sky and fell into that warm embrace, and suddenly understood what he meant by saying, I give myself to you.
No matter which battle, Nan He always rushes in front of her and guards her side. He really gave her as a weapon.
"Are you injured?" Yuan Xiang'er got up from Nan He's arms and looked at the wound on his right shoulder blade. There was a hole pierced by a scorpion's tail, and black blood flowed out, looking very terrifying.
"A little injury, just lick it." Nan He stood up indifferently, climbed up the hill with Yuan Xiang'er, and joined Wu Yuan and the others who had caught up.
Countless little scorpions crawled out of the previous potholes and fled in all directions in a panic.
"These little... little monsters don't need to be dealt with?" Qiu Yueming asked as he looked at the little monsters who were quickly moving away. He felt a little scared when he thought of the scene when the banshee just smiled and grabbed his arm.
Zhou Deyun saw the bloody banshee on the ground, and he raised his sleeves to block his sight.
"When their mothers challenged us, they prepared themselves to be killed in battle. The winners get food and elixir, and the losers die. This is our demon clan's rule." Nan He sat on the ground and put the The long hair was pushed up to his chest, and Yuan Xianger was allowed to bandage his wound. "But the trouble is not as good as the cub. Our demon clan has no habit of clearing the nest and slaughtering the cubs."
Qiu Yueming and Zhou Deyun looked at each other and remembered the small village that had just been slaughtered by the Hu people. At this moment, they suddenly felt that from some perspectives, humans were inferior to demons.
After this fright, the group gathered closely together, carefully walked the rest of the journey, and finally entered the boundary of Datong Mansion.
In the city of this most important town in the north, dark-skinned and burly frontier sergeants can be seen walking back and forth everywhere.
The storytellers and sing-songs in the roadside taverns and teahouses no longer tell the stories of the foxes under the moon, and they like to tell stories about the joy and hatred of heroes and heroines.
Yuan Xianger asked for two pots of tea in the teahouse, and asked Dr. Cha about Qiu Yueming's situation. He heard that he was looking for the residence of General Qiu Yueming, and Dr. Cha enthusiastically pointed out the direction.
"Turn in from the main street on the left, and at the third alley entrance, there are two stone lions outside the door is the General's Mansion. Since the General was seriously injured in Fengzhou a year ago, he has been recuperating in that mansion. It happened to live in our Datong Mansion, and when the Hu people were besieging the city, I really don’t know who could save us from the fire and water like General Chou.”
"I also heard a lot of the general's reputation during the trip, and I admired it very much. I wanted to visit the door, but I was afraid that General Chou would not like to see him. I just don't know what the general's character is?"
"Damn, you don't have to worry about it. My mother-in-law often brings food to General Qiu's mansion. They say that General Qiu is majestic and majestic on the battlefield and kills the bullshit, but on weekdays he is a gentle and amiable temperament. He is very generous to everyone." He threw off the towel on his shoulders and pointed at the soldiers who had just stepped into the teahouse, "If you don't believe me, ask those soldiers, they are all under the leadership of General Qiu."
Qiu Yueming raised his head and looked at the men who strode in from outside the teahouse. There was a buzzing sound in his mind, as if the bottle of five flavors had been knocked over in his heart.
These sturdy and sturdy sergeants are none other than the few brothers who are closest to them. More than a year ago, when he was seriously injured and fell off the horse, the last thing he saw was the situation of these men rushing over with red eyes and shouting his name.