Xiao Li didn't care too much, he walked into the room directly, and moved in the direction of breathing he felt before, he pushed open a door, inside the door, under the reflection of the moonlight, ** was
There was an old man sitting in a hug, tremblingly staring at the direction he came from.
Looking at the old man's eyes, both of them were a little stunned.
At this time, the sound of breathing appeared again, and it was the old man in front of him. The old man seemed relieved and murmured: "It's not a tiger."
The Miao people grew up on the banks of high mountains and lakes. They live with beasts and hunt insects for a living. When facing ferocious beasts or rats and ants that are difficult to catch, they will hide their actions by holding their breath.
Because they are used to holding their breath, they can hold their breath for a long time during day and night exercises. The longest Miao can hold their breath for half an hour.
Xiao Li was sure that what he saw on the street before was not this old man, his stature and body shape were not similar, he moved the tip of his nose, and soon found the smell of human blood in the corner of the hall
, he walked over, and opened the bag that was thrown in the corner, and inside, a human head was revealed.
Footsteps came from behind, it was the old man.
Xiao Li turned and stared at her.
The old man seemed to be very afraid of him, or maybe she was a timid person herself, so she leaned on the crack of the door and said, "It belongs to Xiaojin, others can't take it..."
Xiao Li raised his eyebrows and looked at the old man. A person who can hold his breath for such a long time should be a master of martial arts, but he can't feel the existence of inner breath in this old man.
, this old man does not know martial arts.
Xiao Li didn't dare to be careless, she asked: "Who is Xiao Jin? Where is she? She killed this person?"
The old man lowered his head and rubbed his fingers, as if he had thought of something bad, his eyes suddenly turned red, and she said while crying, "Xiao Jin doesn't want me anymore."
Xiao Li was taken aback.
The old man suddenly squatted down and hugged his knees, looking very pitiful: "They don't want me anymore..."
Xiao Li didn't know what to say for a while, knowing that the old man in front of him was very strange, but he couldn't bear to see her so desolate, so he walked over and asked in a soft voice: "Xiao Li
Where did Hibiscus go? "
"I don't know." The old man raised his head, his eyes were cloudy, and he said inconsequentially: "No one knows. After entering the sea, he never came out, and never came out again. I can't wait, never come out again."
I’m not coming back either…”
Going to sea? But he had only seen the woman in black an hour ago, and left by boat so soon
No, the wharf is closed at this hour, and there was a military accident in Liangjiang. Starting this afternoon, the government has not allowed ships and carriages to leave the area.
Xiao Li didn't know what the old man was talking about, so she heard her say some strange words as if she was talking to herself.
Xiao Li hesitated for a while, then stepped forward, held the old man's wrist, and felt the pulse.
The pulse condition is unclear, and there is stasis in the meridians.
He looked at the old man's eyelids and checked her conjunctiva. After a long while, he came to the conclusion that this old man should be suffering from retardation. In the words of his mother, it is called Alzheimer's disease.
Leaving such an old man who can't take care of himself alone, where did that woman named Xiaojin go
When Xiao Li was contemplating, the old man suddenly grabbed his hand and raised his face to teach him a lesson: "Where have you gone crazy? What kind of clothes are you wearing? Where is your skirt? Mother said too much."
Less times, don't play with those boys all the time, you were taken wild by them, you don't look like a girl at all! If you do this again, wait for your father to come back and teach you a lesson! "
Before Xiao Li could react, the old man opened the closet and rummaged inside.
While flipping through the pages, he muttered: "Aren't you tired of washing your clothes? You change them three times a day, and the water turns black every time. I think it's time to tie you up with a chain and tie you up at home.
Book, see where you can go! "
As the old man talked, he searched faster. There were no clothes for the little girl in the closet, only a few adult robes for her. She couldn't find the clothes for the little girl.
In a hurry.
"Where are the clothes? Did I forget to collect them? Why are there no clothes? Where are Xiaoqiu's clothes?"
Xiao Li saw that the old man was probably ill, so he stepped forward, grabbed her hand, led her to sit down at the table, and said perfunctorily: "The clothes are still dry in the morning, I will collect them later."
The old man nodded blankly, said "Oh", and said: "It's going to rain, collect it earlier." Then he stood up suddenly: "No, I will collect it now, I will collect it." Then, At once
go outside.
Xiao Li had no choice but to grab the old man again and said: "I'll collect it, I'll collect it, you can rest."
Xiao Li walked outside the yard. There were indeed some clothes to dry in the yard. He put away two skirts and was about to enter the house when he heard footsteps outside the yard.
The footsteps were hasty, and the target was the courtyard he was in now.
Xiao Li dodged and hid in the dark place next to him. The next moment, he heard a "click", the door was opened, and a strong smell of blood came over his face. Two frail female figures were facing each other.
He helped him in, then immediately locked the courtyard door, and then he sat down on the ground as if he let out a sigh of relief.
Xiao Li poked his head out and peeked out.
But he didn't want the other party to be very sensitive, so he yelled directly: "Who is it?" The next moment, there was a murderous look oncoming.
Xiao Li dodged passively, jumped to a spacious place, threw away the two clothes in his hand, and fought the grown woman in the hazy moonlight.
After some fighting, the opponent's move was fatal, but he had some reservations. The two fought evenly. Because the movements were too fast, they didn't see each other's face clearly until the "puchi"
The sound, but sitting on the ground, the bloody woman spit out a breath of black blood, and fainted from exhaustion.
"Fang Que!" Ji Jin yelled subconsciously, frowning tightly, wanting to go and see Fang Que, but the opponent she was fighting with was really difficult, and she was at a loss.
However, when Xiao Li heard the word "Fang Que", his whole body trembled, his eyes widened, and he quickly gave the woman he was fighting with a blow, photographing her far away, and then dodged to the fainted woman.
Beside the woman, he lowered his head to see that she was pale, with little red spots all over her face, but she was definitely Fang Que.
Who is Fang Que, Uncle Rong's junior sister, who used to be on the same boat with them, according to seniority, he should call her Senior Aunt
The woman who was shot flying by him got up and jumped up again, Xiao Li was impatient to fight her now, he turned his head and was about to hit her hard, but because of the moonlight, he could see the face of this person clearly
, and her pair of very obvious golden pupils.
The movements of both of them stopped.
Ji Jin knew Xiao Li, although Xiao Li might not remember her, but she knew him. In order to find cousin Liu Wei, sister Ji Jin investigated everyone around her cousin, including of course
Kuo cousin's biological son, Liu Xiaoli.
Xiao Li also recognized Ji Jin. They had met Ji Jin back then in Guyong Mansion. Xiao Li had a good memory, and it was hard to forget the people she met, especially the other party had such special eyes.
When the two were confused about each other's identities, Ji Jin suddenly felt a little itchy on her wrist. She looked down and found a red scorpion on her hand.
With the scorpion thrown away, the scorpion landed on the ground, crawled around on the ground, then turned to the unconscious Fang Que with incomparable precision, and then directly burrowed into her mouth.
"Fang Que!" Ji Jin yelled hastily. When she bent down to check, a stone fell out of her clothes.
, It turned out to be a black cocoon shell.
Ji Jin looked at the cocoon shell, and then at Fang Que, but suddenly saw Fang Que's pale face, slowly returning blood until it was rosy and hot, and the small spots on her face were slowly, slowly disappearing.
Disappeared little by little.
At this time, the old man who had been waiting in the house for a long time raised his voice and called out, "Have you packed your clothes?"