"Chaoxi, your complexion is too bad, why don't I ask someone to take care of you?"
This weekend, since no one asked her out to play, Li Qianfei simply went to see her friend Lin Zhaoxi. Although she and Lin Zhaoxi were not in the same class, they hit it off right away and they hit it off very well.
When she first entered school, her reputation was at its worst. The classmates in the class believed the comments on the Internet that said she was a bastard, kept her away and isolated her, which made Li Qianfei very annoyed, but there was nothing she could do. In this situation, she met Lin Zhaoxi.
In the past, Lin Zhaoxi, who was from a poor family, would definitely not be qualified to be her friend. But after those old cronies stayed away from her, her existence undoubtedly became more precious. Li Qianfei accepted this kindness and stayed with Lin Zhaoxi often, not wanting to make people feel that she was isolated and didn't even have a friend.
What's more, Lin Zhaoxi's personality is a bit like her mother's, gentle and strong. Even Li Qianfei would unconsciously be more gentle when speaking in front of her. After knowing that Lin Zhaoxi was pregnant, she even thought of her mother.
My mother was pregnant at about this age, and gave birth to her and her brother alone abroad.
Under the effect of this kind of empathy, Li Qianfei was especially loyal and considerate to Lin Zhaoxi. She was worried that Lin Zhaoxi's pregnancy would be discovered by her roommates, so she rented a house near the school for her and lent her money so that she could take good care of her body. After all, Lin Zhaoxi's family was poor and she was an orphan since she was a child. Even college tuition is earned by working.
Even if Li Qianfei's pocket money is deducted, it is only a trivial matter to give out 10,000 yuan a month to help Lin Zhaoxi. Ten thousand yuan is not enough for her to buy a dress.
"No need, Qian Fei. Don't waste that money, you have already helped me a lot." Lin Zhaoxi looked at her with grateful eyes, "Without you, I really don't know what to do by myself."
"It is the greatest luck in my life for me to know you. If you hadn't been helping me, my child might not have been saved." She sighed, "You are such a nice person, but those people on the Internet keep slandering you, It's just too much."
Li Qianfei was very helpful, as comfortable as drinking an iced drink in the dog days, and she was a little swayed.
"You can actually find the father of the child, and the father of the child is also responsible for taking care of you." Li Qianfei felt wronged for her.
Lin Zhaoxi shook her head, "He already has a wife and children, I don't want to disturb his family. The two of us were just an accident."
This visual story made Li Qianfei feel more substituting, as if she saw her mother eighteen years ago. At that time, my mother was probably as helpless and pitiful as Lin Zhaoxi, struggling alone in a foreign country.
She couldn't help but blurted out, "Even if he has a wife and children, he made you pregnant, so he has to take responsibility. You tell me who he is, and I will help you seek justice!"
At this moment, rather than saying that she was helping Lin Zhaoxi, it was better to say that she was fulfilling her own wish.
Lin Zhaoxi shook her head desperately, with a gloomy expression, "No need, I don't want to get involved in his family. I choose to keep this child, but I just hope that there will be a relative in this world who is connected to me by flesh and blood."
Li Qianfei looked at her with a moved face. Her mother must have kept their brother and sister behind because of this idea. Li Xiao also ridiculed her mother for money, she didn't understand love at all, just like Xu Manqin.
Because of finding a strong resonance with Lin Zhaoxi, Li Qianfei ran here more frequently, and the relationship between the two girls became better and better.
Li Qianfei even invited Lin Zhaoxi to her eighteenth birthday party. Although she is not as favored as before, her mother is still there, so the family won't even have a birthday party for her.
Lin Zhaoxi's eyes flashed, "Okay."
****
Li Xiao arrived at the foot of Yunmiao Mountain on the afternoon of October 3rd.
When she saw the familiar scenery, her nose couldn't help sore.
The mandarin of the driver who drove her was full of local accents, which sounded very lame, but also had a different kind of simplicity and enthusiasm, "When you want to go back, you can call me, and I will pick you up to the city." He He also gave Li Xiao his phone number.
Li Xiao thought that it would be difficult to pick up guests here, so he directly paid 2,000 yuan for the driver to take her here. The driver was naturally happy to take her business, and he didn't dislike the remoteness of this place.
Li Xiao wrote down the number, nodded, and asked the driver to leave first.
In the car, she also asked the driver if he knew about the Yunmiao Temple on Yunmiao Mountain. According to the driver, Yunmiao Guan was ten years ago. Since the master of the temple passed away, the Taoist temple has been deserted and has gradually become dilapidated. There are other temples and Taoist temples with strong incense in City H. As time goes by, everyone gradually forgets that there is such an old Taoist temple.
I have to admit that after knowing this, Li Xiao felt very complicated. In the cloud view of this world, she does not exist as an heir.
According to the normal progress of mountain climbing, it takes more than an hour to reach the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, and there are all steps, so it is quite hard to climb up.
But Li Xiao knew that he could take another shortcut to go up the mountain. She grew up on this mountain, and she is as familiar with every part of this mountain as her own body. If you take the stairs, Bao Buqi Zeng Lunian will plant a trap nearby.
According to her guess, the last place Zeng Lunian might stay was that cave.
She walked along the path to the south, passed through the thorns, and came to a grove of locust trees. Many people don't like locust trees, thinking that this kind of tree is easy to attract ghosts. The locust tree in the middle is more than five hundred years old, tall and straight, with the tallest branches and leaves soaring into the clouds. This is also the tallest tree in Yunmiao Mountain.
Li Xiao walked under the locust tree, squinted his eyes and searched for the circle—ah, I found it!
She scratched at the white stripe on the branch.
The locust tree trembled and trembled, the branches and leaves trembled non-stop. That place was originally the most sensitive position of this old demon.
Li Xiao took out a bottle of wine from her bag. It was Jiannanchun, which she bought at a huge price, and it was also the favorite wine of this pagoda tree spirit. That's right, this locust tree spirit usually likes to drink old wine, and Jian Nanchun is his favorite.
"If you don't talk anymore, I'll pour this wine down. This is Jiannanchun from 30 years old." Li Xiao opened the bottle, and the strong aroma of the wine diffused, making the alcoholic want to move. The sparrow spirit inhaled the alcohol and almost got himself drunk.
"Don't fall!" The locust tree spirit finally couldn't hold back and spoke, and a somewhat depressed old face appeared on the trunk.
"How do you girl know that I like to drink this?" He looked at Jian Nanchun, almost drooling.
Because in a certain world, she has known them for more than ten years. When she was young, the locust tree spirit even made swings from its branches, which was her favorite toy when she was young.
After Li Xiao crossed over, he never came to Yunmiao Mountain, probably because he knew that no matter when they came, they would be there. The ghosts of Yunmiao Mountain are the laziest, and they don't even like to go down the mountain. They are like paintings on the wall, and the years seem to have stopped on them.
Li Xiao said: "I met in the dream. In the dream, I not only knew you, but also Grandpa Baihu and Sister Honghu..."
She revealed all the ghosts on the mountain, and the sparrow spirit was not to be outdone, "And me! I know you too!"
The pagoda tree spirit was surprised when she heard the names of all the monsters in the mountain: many of the monsters in this girl's mouth don't come out once a year, and no one knows about them except them old people. so complete.
"Climbing the mountain is too tiring. I want the snake demon, Alu, to take me up the mountain." Alu is a huge boa constrictor, and she likes to dress up beautifully. Li Xiao brought a lot of cosmetics this time, just for her.
"I still want to find the bat spirit. He can hear far away, and what happened on the whole mountain can't be hidden from him."
The gift Li Xiao prepared for Bat Jing was blueberries. This is also the bat's favorite food.
She opened the suitcase, and it was all things that these spirits like.
The locust tree spirit also believed her words to a certain extent. As a demon who has lived for hundreds of years, he has also heard many anecdotes, such as Nanke Yimeng, and Three Thousand Worlds. Maybe this girl really met them in a dream, otherwise, how could she even know what each of them likes, and it's almost sent to their hearts. When he saw her, he also had a very cordial feeling.
The locust tree spirit couldn't help asking, "What if we don't agree?"
In the next second, he saw a bright smile on the girl in front of him, who looked more beautiful than the rose on the mountain.
"It doesn't matter if you don't agree, I know where each of your demon's little treasury is hidden, the worst is to rob it."
"I've robbed you, and I'll beat you up again. It's fine if you beat me up." That's how she made friends with them back then.
Locust Tree Essence: "!!!!!!"
*****
Zeng Lunian sat in the cave, greedily absorbing the yin energy leaking from the gap.
After a while, he opened his eyes and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The previous backlash was a bit serious, and even though he had recuperated for a long time, the injury was still not completely healed. Qian Fei is still too useless, fortunately he put the scale on her body, but it was taken away by someone, which made him suffer backlash. The reason why he didn't use it himself was because directly absorbing other people's luck would easily cause karma, which would be detrimental to his future practice. He usually indirectly steals part of the luck collected by Qian Fei to cultivate himself. It's also fortunate that he did this, otherwise he would not only suffer from this injury now.
Although Zeng Lunian loves Zhan Jiayin, this love is only limited to Zhan Jiayin himself, and will not affect her and Li Nanjue's children because of this. Therefore, he never regretted calculating Qianfei, at most he was annoyed that he hadn't done it more secretly.
Thinking of the coming dawn, his frowning eyebrows slightly relaxed.
He has already let the ghosts he raises stand guard on both sides of the road. As long as Li Xiao comes to this mountain, his every move will fall into the eyes of the ghosts. He even set up many formations at the entrance of the cave, as long as Li Xiao stepped into it, he would be like a worm on a spider's web, unable to struggle. The blood of a cultivator should be able to widen this gap.
Only in this way can he practice better, so that he can kill those who chase him.
He has stayed in Yunmiao Mountain for nearly a year, and he knows Yunmiao Mountain very well. There is only one entrance to the cave, and Li Xiao will pass through the place where he has set up the formation no matter what.
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and the next second, he heard waves of thunder. How could there be thunder in this weather? Is he so unlucky? Could it be because of the backlash of luck
He raised his head in astonishment, and the next second, the thunder struck directly on the hole. Zeng Lunian hurriedly dodged the sudden lightning, and could no longer maintain his calm posture of strategizing.
The ground under his feet also shook, the clod above his head began to crack, and many stones fell down. With great difficulty, he dodged several thunderstorms, but he couldn't dodge the stone, which caused a fist-sized wound on his forehead, and blood flowed out.
He frantically wiped away the dripping blood, but felt his ears were still buzzing and his eyes were full of stars.
With a bang, a big hole opened directly on the top of his head, and a figure jumped down.
"Zeng Lunian, give me a stick!"
The author has something to say: Why did Li Xiao use a stick as a weapon, because when she was young, her idol was the Great Saint!