The owner of the house where Bai Jin and the others lived temporarily was an elderly man in his sixties. Her wife passed away a few years ago. She had two sons under her knees. She was self-sufficient by doing some farm work. However, last month The government came to recruit soldiers, and the two sons were taken away. She was the only old man left at home, relying on the support of the surrounding villagers to survive.
Because of old age, lack of strength and inconvenient legs and feet, the field was abandoned. After Bai Jin came, he had some change because he rented the house to them.
Now that they heard that the Devil's Cult was coming, Cheng Rili advised them to leave as soon as possible, and not follow her, an old woman, to die here.
At that time, Bai Jin was by the bonfire in the open space outside the house, resting her chin on the roasted geese waiting for it to be cooked, and chatting casually with Grandma Zhao by the way. The old man does not have his own name, but only his father's surname, so he is called Granny Zhao on weekdays.
"Miss is born well and dressed in extraordinary clothes. How can she stay in a place like ours? It's better to leave earlier." Granny Zhao's left eye was cloudy, and a white thing covered it. The part of the corner of the eye affected her vision somewhat, leaving only the right eye with good vision - but even if she was half-blind, she could still see that the things in front of her were from rich and noble families, how could she be subdued in this small dilapidated village.
The sky is getting late, the color of the blue sky is slowly settling, and the light falling on the surrounding hills is also gradually dimming, so that the surrounding mountains appear a bit silent after sunset.
As Zhong Hui said in Bairi, the middle-aged people in this village who still have the strength to migrate have left long ago, leaving only a few scattered households with old people lighting fires. A few wisps of blue smoke rise from the chimney on the roof and disappear in the air. Here, this scene makes people look inexplicably desolate.
Hearing Granny Zhao's words, Bai Jin looked down at the clothes on her body, bent her lips, and replied slowly: "It doesn't matter if you are born well or not, and the bones that turn into bones after death don't necessarily make a difference." .”
"Miss, don't say such things." Xia Yu poked firewood with a fire stick, and occasionally checked to see if the potatoes and sweet potatoes thrown in were cooked. Hearing Bai Jin's words, she turned her head to look at her in fright. I don't know if it's her illusion, since my young lady came back after recovering from illness this time, she always feels a little chilly on her body.
If he was still in the Bai family mansion right now, he would definitely report to the old lady and invite a few monks and priests to sit at the house and drive the young lady away from the evil spirits.
Grandma Zhao sighed, seeing that she couldn't persuade her, she stopped talking, picked up some of the leftovers she left at noon, and wanted to get up and walk into the house.
A few rabbits caught in the mountains were roasting on the fire at Zhong Hui's side, and when they were cooked, they tore off two rabbit legs and sent them to them. Bai Jin winked at Xia Yu, and saw this seventeen-year-old girl He curled his lips, stood up reluctantly, ran to Granny Zhao with one of them, and gave the meat to her.
Granny Zhao hurriedly turned around to thank Bai Jin, and just when she was about to refuse her gift with the excuse of her old age and bad mouth, she saw this beautiful young lady from the Bai family raise her head and smiled slowly at her, as if she had expected her words, no He said unhurriedly: "Grandma is a long-lived woman. When you are old, you will have sons to die. Don't worry about the sons who have been conscripted. They must hope that they can see you alive and well after returning from the armor."
Speaking of her sons, Granny Zhao's eyes soon burst into tears. After hearing Bai Jin's words, she was more willing to take it as a good wish, so she choked up and said: "Miss Bai is a good person, I hope The Bodhisattva in heaven will bless Miss Bai to be blessed in the future." Only then took the rabbit leg meat from Xia Yu's hand, and went back to the house for dinner silently.
When Zhong Hui and the others saw that she had gone through the pain of bereavement and still maintained such a kind heart, they couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional in their hearts.
Xia Yu also felt that her young lady was really nice, but God probably couldn't bear to look at the world in this troubled world, so he closed his eyes, otherwise how could such a good young lady encounter such a painful thing
Bai Jin didn't have the time to think about what they were thinking, because she noticed that a large group of people were quickly approaching the boundary of the land as it was getting dark.
She closed her eyes, diffused her spiritual consciousness, and an invisible qi centered on her penetrated to the periphery in an instant. Every plant and tree in this mountain forest, even the traces of water flow, were clearly reflected in her heart. Then I saw the faces of those who approached here—
Everyone was wearing night clothes, and their light skills were good. They passed by like black bats quietly under the night sky, and at the mountain pass, they were divided into several groups and scattered towards different directions of each mountain.
Not long after their figures left, a figure suddenly appeared on the spot—or rather, it didn't appear suddenly, but the figure was too ghostly, and it looked more like it floated from a distance.
Judging from her figure, it should be a woman, and her plain white clothes looked strangely white under the dark night. The reason for judging from the figure is that half of this person's face is blocked by a cold silver mask, and the moment Bai Jin's consciousness saw her, this person suddenly raised his head and looked at her with sharp eyes , but there was a silent smile.
Almost at the moment when his eyes met, Bai Jin felt that his eyes went dark, and he could no longer see any images.
The girl sitting by the campfire couldn't help but rubbed her forehead with her hands. Xia Yu, who noticed her movements, came over immediately and asked concerned: "Miss, do you have a headache?"
Bai Jin opened his eyes, shook his head at her, and replied slowly: "It's okay, it's about the sequelae of the previous two days, maybe it will be fine tomorrow."
Xia Yu was very worried, even Zhong Hui, who heard the two of them chatting on the other side, asked loudly if he needed to ask the doctor to come and see him again, but Bai Jin refused with a smile.
Staring at the burning and crackling bonfire in front of her black eyes, reflecting the golden light of the fire, Bai Jin thought:... It's the people from the Demon Cult who came.
As for the guy in the lead, how could he be so powerful that he bounced back his divine consciousness? It is probably someone's divine soul again, and this time it seems that he is still the unawakened one, which is a bit tricky.
Just by looking at it, I really can't figure out the temper of this Demon Venerable.
That day she waited until it was completely dark, and the village she lived in was still very safe when it was time of the day, except for the lonely chirping of crickets and grasshoppers at night, she could not hear any sound.
Xia Yu, who was guarding the outside room, fell asleep a long time ago, but she still closed her eyes and fell asleep. Even when she thought that she might not meet those people tonight, a sudden extra breath from the room pulled back all her emotions. attention.
... In the future, when you go to the Great Wasteland, you must ask this person face to face what kind of temper he has, why do you like to play night-raid with her once or twice
She closed her eyes and didn't want to pay attention to this person, and her breathing was as gentle and long as usual, even people with martial arts could not find that she was pretending to sleep.
The visitor walked all the way to her bedside, and when he bent down to look at her, his long hair fell from behind, brushing against the tip of Bai Jin's nose, causing him to feel a little itchy. The woman wrinkled her nose, turned over, and turned her back to the person in front of the bed.
The man's night vision was excellent, and he could still clearly see the movements of the person in front of him in the room with the lights off, silently curling his lips.
Looking at the half-empty space beside the bed, his mood suddenly rose, he took off his shoes and socks, lay down next to the person, hugged him by the waist, and let out a sigh of satisfaction.
"Remember?" A low-pitched question suddenly sounded in the room, a bit hoarse because of deliberately suppressing the voice, but there was still a bit of dissatisfaction inside.
The person holding her knew that she was pretending to be asleep, and now he hugged her even tighter, "Sorry, I can only remember these things after I met you."
It refers to the fact that it was pure instinct to bounce back her soul.
Bai Jin didn't believe her words, reached out to pat her hand, and said pretending to be disgusted: "Hot."
The man pretended to let go, but the next moment he rolled over her body, put his hands on both sides of Bai Jin's shoulders, kept leaning over, and lowered his head to touch her forehead: "Let me see if there is any injury—"
As she spoke, she wanted to probe into her soul to check her sea of consciousness. How could Bai Jin agree, and pushed her with her hand: "Who wants to show you..."
Before the words were finished, there was a slight cold feeling on her forehead, passing through her brain, and the slight cold feeling rushed all the way in, as if her soul had been frozen, it made her unable to help but speak softly. He groaned lightly, but the next moment his lips were blocked.
The outstretched hand just touched the person's shoulder and lost strength because of the intrusion of the sea of consciousness. It's not that he couldn't resist, but he didn't expect the other party to be so bold. Consciousness of the sea or an attack on the other party's consciousness, one person will be really injured.
Unexpectedly, she really dared to do this, Bai Jin mumbled out two words: "... bastard, rascal."
It's almost fatal.
The woman chuckled, let go of her soft lips, and pressed them pitifully for another kiss.
It was because of her soft-hearted appearance towards him that he couldn't help but want to bully her.
After the spiritual consciousness circled around in her sea of consciousness, she reluctantly withdrew. The woman pressed Bai Jin's forehead and thought, oops, I suddenly found a fun game.
Bai Jin stared blankly at the ceiling, wondering how long he could bear this guy before he kicked her down.
And the man seemed to feel her mood, raised his hand to cover her eyes, and whispered in her ear: "Hey, go to sleep, it's getting late."
Who is disturbing people's dreams in the middle of the night!
Bai Jin gritted her teeth angrily, and turned her back again, not wanting to talk to her anymore.
I thought secretly in my heart, it must be because the original owner's temper is too soft! If you have too much influence on yourself, you will not be domineering!
The author has something to say: The actress refuses to believe the fact that she can't help but soften her heart when she meets someone!
Insist on thinking that my arrogance is still hhhh!
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