The sun rose in the east, and spots of light fell on a gray face through the dilapidated roof. The blood-covered baby was carried out from her legs and made the first cry that came to the world.
"Sister Liu, you're a boy!" The woman who was temporarily pulled in to help reported to Aunt Liu in surprise.
Aunt Liu's icy lips curled into a smile, and she rolled the baby with a cotton cloth, without even looking at the eldest daughter-in-law who had just died of bleeding on the bed, she went straight out of the cabin and ordered, "Xiao Cui, take care of the inside. You guys, go and bring the little lamb you caught last night, and follow us back to the village."
"good!"
Before taking a few steps, he saw his little daughter-in-law hurriedly running here.
"Mother, mother, the little sheep ran away and disappeared!"
"what?"
As soon as he was shocked, he saw his own people running to report: "Sister Liu, the smoke of the wolf is burning on the mountain!"
Aunt Liu's eyes widened, murderous at first, she stuffed her newborn grandson to her youngest daughter-in-law, and shouted loudly, "Sisters, draw your weapons and follow me!"
Thunder Village.
The corpses of bandits everywhere in the village are not necessarily corpses, but just ashes in the shape of people.
Ze Lan was sitting at the gate of the village, with Sedum standing beside him, Mu Tou and Leng Mingyu sitting behind them coaxing the little baby they rescued at night.
There was no goat milk in the village, so they had to go up the mountain to find it.
There was no goat's milk on the mountain, but there were women who had just given birth.
"She's really good. She spit bubbles when she was full, and she didn't cry or make trouble." The little life was held in her arms, and Mu Mu was moved to tears.
Leng Mingyu also carefully poked her little finger with the pulp of his finger, it was really tender and soft, he blinked, "Let's give her a name!"
"Okay, okay," Mu Tou said excitedly, he won rock-paper-scissors, and he has the most say, "Since everyone agrees to let her be my sister, then my eldest brother is called Ning Zhuzi, and the second brother is called Ning Shitou. The third brother is called Ning Zhuangzi, my name is Ning Mutou, and the younger sister is special, how about Ning Mouse."
A crisp burst of chestnut sounded, and Ning Hongzhao, who had returned after burning the wolf smoke, laughed a few times: "I'm causing trouble for everyone."
"Young master hit me again!" Mu Tou was aggrieved to death, but he couldn't cover his head while holding his sister, "But my sister is like a little mouse."
Ning Hongzhao was ashamed, his fists threatened: "You still say that?"
Wood hid by Zelan's side, cringing with a flat mouth: "I won't say it, I won't say it."
Zelan patted his head: "When your sister grows up, she won't look like a little mouse. She's still too young now."
Sedum said with a smile: "Wood, girls should choose a nicer name, so that they will look better as they grow. Look at how nice the name of the little princess Zelan is, and how cute the nickname is Guazi."
Zelan's face was blushing, and she couldn't bear to tell them that whether she looked good or not depended on her parents' genes, and had nothing to do with her name.
"Wow, that's how it is. No wonder the little princess Zelan is so beautiful. Then my sister should have a nice name. I want her to grow up and be as beautiful as a flower!" Mu Duo nodded frantically like a chicken pecking at rice, and little Zelan nodded. The beauty of the princess is obvious to all, the little emperor Sedum is so right!
"That's Ning Xiaohua, how is it?" Leng Mingyu asked.
Mu Tou's eyes lit up: "Okay!! My sister is called Ning Xiaohua!"
A few people teased Xiaohua again, and Xiaohua slept sweetly in Leng Mingyu's arms.
Aunt Liu and his party finally arrived.
Looking at the ashes that covered the mountains and plains, Aunt Liu was horrified: "What have you all done?"
"We tried to reform the mountain bandits," Ze Lan said lightly. "The reform was too successful, so they all went to the underworld to serve their sentences."
Aunt Liu was so angry that she pulled out the long knife behind her and headed straight towards Zelan's eyebrows: "Little bitch, damn you!"
Before she could touch Zelan for half a minute, she found that the water in the well on the side was flying up into the sky and turned into icicles coming towards her.
She quickly took a few steps back and avoided it.
When I looked at the people in front of me again, I couldn't help but feel a little more shock and fear in my eyes.
"You are, you are—"
Before she finished speaking, she and the people behind her were all set on fire. No matter what method was used, it could not be extinguished, and could only die in despair with shrill and miserable screams.
After they turned to ashes, Mu Tou gently released the hand covering Xiaohua's ears, looked at Xiaohua who was not awakened, and let out a sigh of relief with Leng Mingyu.
At this time, Xiaohua wrinkled her face and hummed twice.
Mu Tou panicked immediately, and said in a very low voice, "Don't be afraid of Xiaohua, the bad guys are all turned into ashes, and you can grow up happily in the future."
Leng Mingyu also raised his hand and said cautiously, "There are many brothers who dote on you, so don't be afraid."
Seeing the two children coaxing the baby, Zelan and Jingtian glanced at each other and saw the smiles in each other's eyes.
At this moment, the flaming phoenix swept across the sky and landed on the gate of the village. Hundreds of strong men dressed as bandits rushed out from the back of the village and knelt down at Sedum.
Jingtian and Ning Hongzhao instructed: "First settle the women and children in the village and at the foot of the mountain."
Fortunately, the mountain bandits who were not able to stay in Leiting Village had been prepared to let the soldiers from the Jin Kingdom sneak over in batches. Last night, Xiao Fenghuang personally delivered the letter, and the people would arrive just in time.
This Thunder Mountain can no longer be guarded by the people of Bei Mo, and it is necessary to let their own people grasp the lifeline.