The old cat chased the mouse, but failed to catch it (2)
In the early morning hours, a thin mist and rain began to fall in the village, and a chill crept in. Song Liubai sat quietly in the house, the coat draped over his shoulders providing him with a little warmth.
Song Liubai listened to the sound of wind breaking caused by the fighting outside the door. It seemed to lull him to sleep. He slowly closed his eyes, and his long eyelashes cast a faint shadow under his eyes.
Suddenly there was a flash of lightning in the sky, and at that moment there was a flash of light.
“Shhh——”
Swords and knives have no eyes. A long sword with a cold glow passed Liu Er and rushed straight towards Song Liubai's face.
The attacker was none other than Hu Qianji.
Just now, he took advantage of the fact that there were many people in Liuli and snatched the sword from Liu Er's hand through a gap. When everyone was in a trance, he turned to attack the people in the house.
Song Liubai didn't move, but just raised a finger casually.
Suddenly, people discovered that the rain in the sky no longer fell down, but stayed in the air, and everyone's movements became very slow.
Hu Qianji was also caught by this invisible force.
He looked at the person under the sword with a contemptuous smile, then waved his finger, and the rain hit him on the forehead and threw him out of the yard dozens of meters.
Being able to adapt to the ever-changing nature is not something that can be achieved in the Nascent Soul stage or the early Mahayana stage.
Hu Qianji rolled on the ground for a few times, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He didn't care about his current miserable appearance at this moment, and frowned in astonishment and said: "You have already broken through to the Mahayana stage!"
Facing everyone's gaze, Song Liubai sat calmly in the room, brushing off the non-existent dust from his sleeves. He frowned and stared at Hu Qianji as if he were a fool, saying with disdain, "Trash."
The two words fell, like thorns hitting everyone's heart
The Liuli Sect's disciples looked at each other, as if trying to confirm who the person referred to as "waste" was.
Just now, the Liuli Sect disciples and Liu Er and others were barely able to hold on, but now, seeing the young master fall from the formation, their momentum became weak.
Hu Qianji's face turned blue and red.
For a long time, he was the only one who called others trash, but no one had ever destroyed his own reputation like this.
But what can't I do to Song Liubai?
Hu Qianji looked around, covered his chest in severe pain and slowly stood up.
Hu Man'er realized belatedly that the man who was beaten to a pulp was his own young master.
There was a hint of disbelief in her heart, but she honestly stepped forward to support him.
"Young Master!"
“Get out of here!!”
Hu Qianji pinched Hu Man'er's arm, his chest burning with anger, wishing he could skin and tendons the man in front of him.
But he knew that he was no match for Song Liubai. If he stayed any longer, he would not only lose face, but his life!
Hu Qianji wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said unwillingly: "Disciples of Liuli Sect, retreat... retreat."
"Young Master, we..." Hu Man'er asked, but was met with Hu Qianji's poisonous eyes in return.
Hu Qianji lowered his voice and said viciously: "Return to Liuli Sect. I will avenge today's vengeance when we meet again!"
As soon as the words fell, Hu Maner understood.
He supported Hu Qianji and disappeared into the woods, leaving the Liuli Sect disciples looking at each other in bewilderment, and then left in silence.
Nobody knows.
How terrifying is Song Liubai's cultivation level?
Song Liubai heard every word of the evil words Hu Qianji had just said, and he heard it very clearly.
But he did not feel angry, because some of the grudges had been settled years ago, and it didn't matter whether others came to retaliate or not, because he would definitely go to the door one day to return the courtesy.
At this time, the secret spy knelt hurriedly outside the house after the Liuli Sect members left.
"My Lord, I just used my mind to read the memories of three villagers and learned that the owners of this house are a pair of brothers, orphans. The eldest brother is named Xiao Song, a deaf man over twenty years old. The younger one is born dumb and is named... Shadaizi."
The spy paused at the last sentence, obviously hesitant.
When Song Liubai heard the name, he paused fiddling with his bony fingers and slowly turned his head: "No name, no surname?"
The detective scratched the corner of his clothes and said awkwardly, "It is said that when the younger one was born, his parents caught a cold and died before they could even give him a name."
"I heard he had a name, but the villagers kept calling him that foolishly for years, so it became his real name."
Song Liubai closed his eyes heavily, raised his eyebrows slightly and rubbed them, looking a little helpless, "Continue."
The spy swallowed his saliva and continued, "The fool was born eighteen years ago. A few days ago, the Chen family at the village head lost a livestock. The Chen family suspected that the Xiao brothers stole it, so they came tonight to question them. However, the fool seemed to have suddenly become normal in the past few days and was chatting with everyone. "
Song Liubai opened his eyes, clasped his hands in front of his knees, and slowly tapped the back of his hands with his slender fingers.
The silly idiot becomes normal... interesting.
"It is said that the fool went to a temple a few days ago and then became normal again."
"Huh." He really knows how to lie.
Song Liubai saw through the strangeness at a glance. The fool was born with an incomplete soul and body. If Ru Nuo could just pray to the gods and he could be restored to normal, then what had he been kneeling to for all these years...
"Clean up this place and don't let anyone come near."
Song Liubai paused for a moment, as if thinking, and then said, "I'm going to post a reward in Jianghu. If you see the two young masters of the Xiao family, capture them alive."
"yes."
Song Liubai was worried. He looked up at the misty mountains in the distance.
Will that person today be you? Xiao Cha.
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“Ah--”
Xiao Cha touched the tip of his nose. For some reason, he suddenly felt a chill on his back, which made him look back.
There was a drizzle in the wind and the night vision was blurred. He could not see the village at the foot of the mountain clearly. He could only see the dim candlelight of a few houses.
Xiao Song was holding a paper umbrella and wearing a thick straw raincoat. He held Xiao Cha in his arms.
From a distance, it looks like a giant owl protecting its cubs.
Xiao Song knew that the rain would not stop for a while, and the mountain road was difficult to walk on due to the rain, so he had to find a place to stay for the night.
Fortunately, after walking for about half an hour, the two of them saw a dilapidated house.
It seems that this is a temporary residence built by villagers from nearby villages during the busy farming season.
"Brother, let's rest here tonight." Xiao Song lowered his head to look at Xiao Cha in his arms, his eyes gentle and doting.
The light and shadow levels are very low at night.
But Xiao Song could clearly see that there were two abnormal blushes on Xiao Cha's face at this moment.
Only then did I realize that my brother hadn't said a word since then. Could he be sick?
When Xiao Song thought of this possibility, he became extremely anxious and tightened his arms around Xiao Cha.
After entering the wooden house.
He hurriedly took off his straw raincoat, and before he even took off the package, he hurriedly supported Xiao Cha, carefully helped him to the wall, and slowly leaned down.
“Bang—”
The package was thrown to the ground.
"Cuckoo!"
The rooster, who was half asleep in the package, picked out a small gap and stuck his head out. Before he could look around, he saw the young man with his eyes closed, breathing with difficulty.
The rooster immediately tried to struggle out of the package, but unfortunately the package was tied in a knot and no matter how hard it struggled, it was of no use.
And at this moment, the only person who can save it is still busy back and forth.
"Brother! Brother! Tell me if you feel uncomfortable." Xiao Song couldn't hear the sound, so he quickly put his ear close to Xiao Cha's mouth, but only a faint breath hit his earlobe.
For some reason, looking at the person in front of him, the pain revealed on his face was like the breath sprayed in his ears, and Xiao Song felt very cold.
"I'm hot."
"Brother, I'm so cold, so cold..."
Xiao Cha suddenly shivered. This illness came on extremely violently. She felt hot and cold at times, and the blush on her cheeks did not disappear throughout the night.
Although Xiao Song had some experience in taking care of his silly brother for many years, his heart was still in a knot and his hands were shaking when he saw Xiao Cha's appearance today.
When he covered Xiao Cha's forehead with the back of his hand, he was shocked to realize that the person in his arms had a terrifyingly high body temperature.
Xiao Song looked around and found firewood prepared by the owner of the wooden house, so he quickly set up a fire.
Then he changed Xiao Cha's wet clothes that were soaked with rain, leaving only a piece of underwear, and took out some clean clothes from the package to cover Xiao Cha as a blanket.
Xiao Cha was half asleep, and he tried hard to open his eyes a little.
What caught his eyes was the fiery red fire burning beside him. At this moment, his thoughts seemed to go back to a certain moment in the past. The sound coming from his ears was no longer the sound of dripping rain, and the surrounding scene had also changed.
Xiao Cha felt like she was falling into someone's arms.
He looked up and saw Song Liubai. Song Liubai's eyes were focused on every inch of him. His hands gently wiped away the sweat on his face bit by bit. The warm firelight illuminated half of his face. His long eyelashes fluttered slowly like a precious little fan. Finally, Xiao Cha's eyes were fixed on the corner of his mouth with a warm smile.
Song Liubai, I miss you so much... a little.
As soon as this thought came to mind, Xiao Cha could no longer bear the fatigue of his body, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep again.
The breeze mixed with rain blows across the roof tiles, and after the storm comes the sun the next day.
In the small wooden house, the fire was still emitting sparks.
Xiao Song was leaning against the corner with a rooster in his arms, his eyes closed, still in a dream. The bruises under his eyes clearly indicated that he had not slept well last night.
And at this time.
Xiao Cha, who was curled up in a pile of clothes and bedding, opened his eyelids.
When Xiao Cha regained consciousness, he suddenly opened his eyes and saw the black roof. Only then did he realize that last night was just a dream, and the person in the dream was Song Liubai!
Xiao Cha touched the tip of his nose unconsciously.
Moreover, the Song Liubai in the dream was so gentle and tender that he almost squeezed water out of her. This was completely different from what he saw in reality.
"Huh." Xiao Cha sighed, raised his hands to cover his eyes, and muttered helplessly: "What a weird dream!"
Xiao Cha's movement startled the rooster nearby.
“Clack—”
Perhaps it was fate, but the rooster started crowing as soon as it opened its eyes.
Then, like a lord of a territory, it began its daily patrol, but it was obvious that it was half asleep and not yet awake, and did not realize that this was not the village.
Suddenly, the majestic rooster became listless.
"come over."
Xiao Cha had already stood up, picked up a robe and put it on, and stretched out his hand to call out to the rooster.
"Gugugu~"
When the rooster saw this, it immediately became excited and jumped into his arms.
Xiao Cha touched the feathers of the rooster in her arms, and a smile appeared in the corner of her eyes. "Keep your voice down, let's go for a walk and let Brother sleep for a while."
"Cluck." The little rooster waved its wings in agreement.
I was in a hurry to get on the road last night and didn't have time to observe the scenery in the mountains. Now, after the rain, the warm sun shines through the leaves and sprinkles on the traces left by yesterday's heavy rain.
A thin layer of mist floats on the mountainside, and small rivers and streams gather at the foot of the mountain, dividing the four states. Looking from afar, the fields stacked one on top of another and the waves of wheat blown by the wind are truly beautiful.
Xiao Cha took a deep breath and the smell of forest dust filled his nostrils, so fresh that it was enough to sweep away the drowsiness in his mind.
The rooster rested its head quietly on the back of his hand, adding a bit of warmth to the boy's cold hand.
Xiao Cha lowered his eyes and smiled at it, suddenly remembering that he seemed to have not named it yet.
Although it is a poultry, it is more obedient than a spiritual pet, so it is not a bad idea to raise it.
"The night rain has just ended and the sun is rising. The clear river is bathed in the distant green peaks."
"Just call me Xiao."
Xiao Cha smiled awkwardly, feeling that she had no idea how to name someone. "Well, forget it, I'll just call you Brother..."
"Gu! Gu! ... Ugh!"
Ah Xiao quickly stretched out his neck and chirped with satisfaction, but was pinched by Xiao Cha.
"Ah Xiao, hush."
Axiao had no choice but to bury his excitement in his heart.
But it still has some outward features, such as its waving little wings.
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