"Am I seeing things? Is that white wolf... worshipping that goddess?" Guo De rubbed his eyes, feeling incredible. Although Lian Youyou was a charlatan, he had never seen such a wolf worshipping a human.
Everyone couldn't help but take a few steps forward, stretching their necks to look around curiously.
In the mountain breeze, Lian raised her face slowly, her hair fluttering slightly, and she let out a long sigh. After all, this pile of shit was made by herself, and no matter how dirty it was, she had to clean it up by herself.
She frowned, turned her head, thought for a moment, looked at Yuchi Feng in the distance, and shouted: "General Yuchi - I will talk to this she-wolf - and then I will hand the person over to you - don't come over yet -"
Yuchi Feng was stunned. What was going on? Humans... could talk to wolves
"What is this charlatan doing?! I'll go and see!" The hot-tempered Guo Gang was about to step forward with his knife. However, Yuchi Feng held out his hand to stop him. Guo Gang looked at Yuchi Feng in confusion: "General! You still believe in that charlatan!"
Yuchi Feng looked calm: "Just wait and see. We have already watched for such a long time. It doesn't matter if we watch for a little longer. We can use our calmness to stop you from forgetting. Besides, the palace man is still here. The weirdo can't run away."
Yuchi Feng's face darkened. Where did this Lian Youyou come from? Sometimes she was smart, sometimes crazy, sometimes she was a big mouth, so weird that it was impossible to tell her path clearly.
Lian Youyou gestured to He Shiqi to move aside, but He Shiqi refused to obey and looked warily at Lin Tingjun behind Lian Youyou: "I won't move aside! I won't move aside while he's here!"
Lian Youyou looked at Lin Tingjun again. Lin Tingjun raised his sword and stepped on the white-haired weirdo. When he saw Lian Youyou looking at him, he immediately rolled his eyes and turned his face away, but his thin face was slightly red.
"Hey, I'm too lazy to talk. Can you please take your feet away?" Lian said leisurely.
Lin Tingjun slowly crossed his arms around his chest, his handsome face turned further and further to the side, but he didn't let go of his feet.
Lian walked forward slowly, raised her face, stood on tiptoe, and continued to stare at Lin Tingjun.
Lin Tingjun's sword-like brows began to frown, and his heartbeat involuntarily quickened as Lian Youyou stared at him. A hint of annoyance appeared in his eyes. He put his hands down, and with a "whoosh!", he tossed his clothes, retracted his long legs, turned his back to Lian Youyou, and said nothing, leaving his black hair fluttering in the wind in front of Lian Youyou.
When the white-haired weirdo saw Lin Tingjun retract his feet, he was about to jump up and attack. Suddenly, the white wolf also jumped out at the same time and roared, "Oh!"
Hearing all this, Lin Tingjun also turned around immediately, with his sword protecting Lian Youyou. However, he saw that the white-haired weirdo stopped his hand at the roar of the white wolf, and was slowly retreating back, squatting among the flowers, with white hair scattered all over his face, and his blood-stained hair fluttering in the wind, showing pity in the silence.
Lian Youyou looked at the sword protecting her, smiled, pushed Lin Tingjun's sword away again, and walked towards Bailang.
He Shiqi retreated with peace of mind, but he still looked at Lin Tingjun from time to time, as if to prevent him from hurting the white wolf.
Lin Tingjun put away his sword and stared coldly at the white-haired weirdo. The white-haired weirdo also raised his face from his messy hair and stared at Lin Tingjun fiercely. Between the snow-white hair were a pair of snow-white eyes, which were indeed like a demon.
The white wolf crouched in front of Lian Youyou again. Lian Youyou squatted down and gently stroked the white wolf's head: "You have tried your best. He is still a human being. Now he is an adult. It's time to go down the mountain."
"Woo~~~~" the white wolf whimpered.
Lian Youyou caressed him lovingly and nodded, sighing: "I know, I know..."
“Oh~~~” He Shiqi stood nearby with eyes wide open in amazement, “The master can speak wolf language... The master is so powerful..." He Shiqi clapped his hands lightly.
Lin Tingjun glanced at Lian Youyou and the white wolf. It seemed like they were communicating.
“Xue Niang is afraid that the wolf will be bullied when he comes down the mountain…” Suddenly, the white wolf spoke!
Immediately, He Shiqi and Lin Tingjun stood still as if struck by lightning.
This white wolf is actually a monster!
Of course, He Shiqi didn’t know what a monster was. What he was thinking was that wolves could speak human language!
Lin Tingjun suddenly came back to his senses, put his thumb into the scabbard, and was about to draw the sword to kill the demon. Suddenly, Lian Youyou, who was squatting in front of Bai Lang, raised her hand and slowly clenched her fingers, leaving only one index finger pointing back to Lin Tingjun's hand, and then swung it left and right.
Lin Tingjun frowned slightly. Although he wanted to kill the evil in his heart, his hand involuntarily let go of the blood sword.
Lian Youyou retracted her fingers and looked at Bai Lang gently: "Do you see that General Yuchi over there?"
The white wolf turned his head and looked at Yuchi Feng.
Yuchi Feng saw the mother wolf looking at him. Although she was far away, he felt an indescribable spirituality from the mother wolf's gaze.
The white wolf turned his head and nodded.
Lian Youyou saw Bai Lang nod, and then continued: "He is General Yuchi Feng who guards the city of Qinzhou. He is both civil and military, and has an upright character. I want to entrust your son to him and let him teach your son how to read and learn martial arts. In the future, he will surely become a fierce general! A pillar of the country, a blessing to the people, what do you think?"
The white wolf opened his eyes, full of gratitude.
Lian Youyou casually picked a white flower from the ground and said, "I will go treat your son's eyes now. After he recovers, he will be able to see again and his eyes will no longer be white."
Tears immediately welled up in the white wolf's green eyes.
Lian Youyou turned and walked towards the white-haired boy who was still staring at Lin Tingjun fiercely. When the white-haired boy saw her coming, he immediately turned around, tensed his body and became alert, ready to ambush.
"Wolf!" the white wolf shouted, and the white-haired boy became obedient again.
The white wolf still had his legs bent on the ground, following Lian Youyou as if he were kneeling, his respectful attitude was beyond words.
The white-haired boy was very confused when he saw Bai Lang like this. He raised his head and began to look at Lian Youyou. Although his white eyes could not see everything, he could smell the scent of Lian Youyou. The scent was lighter than the flowers in the mountains, but it was very pleasant, and he couldn't help but raise his nose to the hem of Lian Youyou's skirt.
"Oh!" The white wolf roared immediately.
The white-haired boy hurriedly retreated to his original position.
Lian Youyou smiled at Bailang and said, "It's okay, let him lie down."
The white wolf nodded and looked at the white-haired boy: "Woo~~~"
The white-haired boy's hair trembled, and he slowly lay down among the flowers with suspicion.
Lian squatted down and placed her fingers lightly in front of the white-haired boy, who immediately bared his teeth: "Woo!"
“Shh…” A gentle hushing sound made the white-haired boy stunned. His snow-white eyes stared blankly at Lian Youyou’s face slowly falling among his white hair.
"Don't be afraid... I will heal your eyes. After they are healed, you will be able to see flowers, birds, and your mother..."
The white-haired boy gradually calmed down in the gentle voice of Lian Youyou, which made him feel like he was back in spring, with the gentle spring breeze blowing gently across his face and hair. That feeling was what he loved the most and also what he missed the most.
Lian's hand slowly fell on the messy hair on the white-haired boy's face, and her fingertips gently brushed away the hair covering his face. The cool touch touched the white-haired boy's heart, just like clear ice water dripping into his heart, melting his fear and tension, and gradually condensing into a calm heart lake like a mirror, bringing a warm spring feeling. (To be continued)