Nine Star Burden

Uh ...

The two apprentices appeared at the gate of the Baihualin tribe.

In the night sky, the bright moon is hovering and the galaxy is bright. The flaming bonfire on both sides of the tribal gate is set against the name of the gate plaque: white birch forest.

Fang Xingyun's mouth blew a little cold air. Obviously, when she just came to the north from the southern islands to the ice and snow, she was a little uncomfortable.

A pair of beautiful eyes looked at the large characters on the plaque, and she whispered, "Good name."

Jiang Xiao glanced at Fang Xingyun and said, "I wanted to show you the way, but it's cold, so let's go. Let's go directly to their house and visit the birch forest if we have time."

"Master!"

"Jiangjiao!" A series of voices came from both sides of the gate, and the guarding savages fisted respectfully and respectfully to Jiang Xiao, but when they saw the strange Fang Nebula, their faces were very strange.

"Um." Jiang Xiao nodded, and led Fang Xingyun to the doorstep of Hu Wei's Cang Lan couple.

Fang Xingyun felt only a flower in front of her, and found herself standing in the courtyard, in front of which there was a wooden house.

Looking to the left and right, the large and small wooden houses are neatly arranged. The roof is covered with snow and covered with silver.

"Eh! Hey! Hey!" Jiang Xiao knocked on the door.

Behind him, while looking at the surrounding environment, Fang Xingyun asked: "How many savages did you speak Chinese well?"

Jiang Xiao responded with a smile: "Ah, huh, this is a little history. When you have a meal, let Hu Wei talk to you."

Fang Xingyun said: "They look at my eyes ... why are they disgusted? Don't you say that they are friendly to humans?"

"Ah ..." Jiang Xiao scratched his head in annoyance, and said, "The aesthetics of the savages are different from ours. The wilder you look, the more they love the savages. Here, that properly is a village flower. So ... "

Fang Xingyun understood Jiang Xiao's meaning, and the charming face froze slightly, and said, "You mean, their expressions were just disgusting me !?"

Jiang Xiao: "..."

The door opened, Cang Lan saw Jiang Xiao, his eyes swept away, and she saw the beautiful beauty behind Jiang Xiao.

The pale blue, also a woman, could not help but brighten, and tentatively asked, "Mr. Fang?"

"Hello." Fang Xingyun nodded and smiled, she is indeed the official teacher of the Imperial Capital Xingwu, and of course can afford this title.

"Come in, come in!" Cang Lan greeted again and again, leaning over her side to signal the two to come in.

Fang Xingyun stared a little curiously at the thick long hair of the blue, like a scarf, wrapped around his neck for a few full turns.

Fang Xingyun secretly froze, how long is this hair ...

"Brother, let's take a bath. I've cooked the water for you, the temperature is just right!" Behind him, Hu Wei came over, nodded to Fang Xingyun, and said to Jiang Xiao in a hurry.

"Ah, OK, you talk first." Jiang Xiao's figure flickered.

Fang Xingyun seemed to have found something. She bent her knees slightly, put her hands on her knees, and looked at a small head that appeared in the door not far away.

With a gentle expression on her face, she said with a smile, "Hello, little one."

There is no such word as "fear of being born" in the round dictionary!

Yuanyuan ... well, there is no dictionary at all!

He ran out, shouting with joy: "Here is another sister! As beautiful as the morning!"

"Oh?" Fang Xingyun said with a smile. "Who is your sister in the morning, is it also in your house?"

After hearing that, Yuanyuan said with a small mouth, saying, "My sister doesn't like Yuanyuan in the morning ..."

...

Jiang Xiaoshu took a hot bath comfortably and smelled the smell of the meal. He sprang out of the big wooden barrel, quickly wiped his body, and changed into Hu Wei's prepared clothes made of ape ghost fur.

He thought to himself that these two couples really lived in the countryside, and the craft of making clothes was getting better and better.

Shorts with short sleeves, but no fur at all, are really comfortable home clothing.

The temperature in the chalet is high and there are several fireplaces.

The aroma of the meal, coupled with the faint chatter and laughter, made Jiang Xiao feel very comfortable.

This atmosphere is exactly what he wants to give people, and what Jiang Xiao himself needs.

Looking for the sound, Jiang Xiao flickered to the living room on the west side and saw people smiling around the fireplace.

At this moment, Yuanyuan is doing something, a scene that almost all children must go through in their growing up years.

That's ... acting talent!

Unlike other children, Yuanyuan seems to enjoy it.

After listening for a long time, Jiang Xiao found that Yuanyuan was reciting the chapter of Journey to the West and looking back! ?

Although there is no specific content, it is this chapter's review that also dragged Jiang Xiao back to a TV show in another world.

"Frenchism comes to the female kingdom in the west, and the heart ape plans to take off the fireworks ..."

"Good!" Jiang Xiao repeatedly clapped his hands.

Aside, Hai Tianqing smiled and said, "Do you like this chapter too?"

Jiang Xiao muttered in his heart: No, I prefer an episode.

After a while, a blue voice came from the kitchen: "It's dinner! It's dinner!"

Jiang Xiao hurriedly greeted everyone to dinner, glanced at the loving aunt Hai, but he couldn't find Uncle Hai?

"What about Uncle Hai?" Jiang Xiao asked.

Hai Tianqing also stunned for a moment, and said, "I just said I went out to the toilet.

Aunt Hai was also puzzled by Yuanyuan, the "monster boy". She was so fond of this tiger-headed little-headed guy that she remembered that her old man was gone!

Jiang Xiao said in a hurry: "It's okay, Bai Hualin is very safe, you can rest assured! I'll go and see."

Jiang Xiao flickered a few times, went to the toilet, and searched the various rooms of the wooden house, but Uncle Hai was not found.

When he flickered into the yard, he saw the uncle Hai standing at the gate of the yard.

Jiang Xiao was relieved. If he couldn't find it, he would summon Yuri!

"Uncle Hai?" Jiang Xiao wore short-sleeved shorts, but he couldn't care much, walked over and called out.

"Ah, Xiaopi." Uncle Hai turned his head and smiled at Jiang Xiao.

Jiang Xiao clearly felt that the old man's mood was a bit wrong.

"Uncle Hai, what's wrong?" Jiang Xiao stood beside him, asking curiously.

Father Hai smiled and said, "Seeing snow, thieves are rare."

This pure dialect of the northern three provinces is also for Jiang Xiao.

However, he saw Haifu squatting down, reaching out and grabbing a handful of snow. The small granular snow was like sugar, and he was lifted by him and sprinkled on the ground.

Sea Father sighed softly: "Winter without snow, how can it be called winter?"

Jiang Xiao's smile was stiff, and she wanted to make a joke before, but at this time she didn't know what to say.

I do not know when, Hai Tianqing and Fang Xingyun have already stood in the courtyard, behind Jiang Xiao.

In their position, they can't see their father, but they can hear their father's voice.

Fang Xingyun dragged Haitianqing, and the two walked towards the house ...

Fang Xingyun whispered softly, "Let's move to this birch forest to live."

Hai Tianqing's complexion was a little difficult, saying: "The tree island has a good climate and is good for children."

Fang Xingyun said softly: "The home over there is a holiday island. Dad has lived on this land for a lifetime, so let him be more happy in his old age.

There is Hu Wei's family here. I heard that Cang Lan teaches in the birch forest, and Hu Wei works here. My dad and Hu Wei can still move around and do something.

Our children grew up here, and there were people playing with them ... well, we will ask about the specific situation of Baihualin.

Moreover, I saw the wild people's attitude towards Xiaopi. We live here and are protected by him. No problem. "

Hai Tianqing looked at Fang Xingyun with infinite emotion, clutching her shoulder with one hand, and her lips were printed on Fang Xingyun's head.

With a wife like this, what is your husband asking for?

"I want it too." Yuanyuan ran over from behind, eyes wide open, and looked at Hai Tianqing curiously.

"Haha, okay." Hai Tianqing, in a good mood, leaned down, holding his round head with his hands, and his lips were heavily printed.

...

At the same time, the Tibetan province.

Stony villa on three floors, first house near stairs.

Jiang Shou held the sea soul lamp in one hand, leaned against the door frame, and looked at the blind girl standing in the center of the room.

Blindness is good, Jiang Shou does not have to hold the lamp to accompany her into the house.

"It's amazing," the blind woman said lightly.

"Ah." Jiang Shou smiled. "In the past few years as a star warrior, all my achievements have been placed in this room, but there are still two trophies and one medal.

Originally, there was a medal for exploring the Long Grottoes. However, something unexpected happened. Before the medal was issued, I entered a different ball.

By the way, not all the medals here are mine, but also those of my other team members, um, there are two tails. "

"Um." The blind girl nodded and stepped out. With Jiang Xiao sideways, she came to the corridor and signaled to the right and forward, "This is her room."

Jiang Shou: "Yes, go, I'll take you to see."

Blind girl: "No, you go."

"It's a real tool," Jiang Shou said with a pout, "Let's have breakfast at the restaurant on the first floor tomorrow morning. Don't forget."

Said, Jiang Shou flashed and left.

The blind girl stepped forward and pushed open the door of Erwei's room.

She lowered her head slightly, and seemed to be perceiving something carefully.

Tables and chairs, bookcases, sofas, and that huge bed ...

The blind woman took off the sea eater and hung her clothes on the hanger at the door. The slender fingers lifted another woolen coat on the hanger.

She didn't know what color the dress was, but she guessed it might be black or dark red.

This room is obviously often cleaned, and the windows are clear.

The blind woman, holding her clothes, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed gently. After a while, she hung the woolen coat back on the hanger.

She strode forward, stroking her fingers over the table and chair, as if looking for clues, but stopping by the bookshelf.

In front of it is a weapon rack with a few huge wide blades, stone and steel, which may be retired weapons.

She folded her fingers lightly and bounced the blade, making a crisp sound.

In the shock, she stepped back a few steps and raised her head slightly.

Opposite the big bed, a picture hung on the wall above the sofa.

The blind woman hesitated for a long while and waved.

"Oh!"

A gust of wind slammed the rear door.

She put her hand lightly on the white strip of cloth covering her face, and hesitated.

Hesitating again and again, she gently dragged the cloth in front of her eyes, and slowly opened her eyes.

There are no white eyes, no pupils, only a dark, only those eyes filled with oil.

And among those black ink eyeballs, there was a faintly blooming ink flower.

The blind girl raised her head, and in her eyes, a little ink dripped down and scratched her white tender cheek.

It can be seen that she is not crying, but as she opens her eyes, the black ink will flow involuntarily.

And the tiny ink flower in her eyes bloomed slowly.

Glamorous and weird.

The painting on the wall, to be precise, should be an enlarged photo.

A blind girl with high-quality perceptual star technology can see everything in a dark house without even needing moonlight outside the window.

In the enlarged photo, there is a familiar figure, who was not seen for many years.

The woman in the photo was holding a skull in one hand and holding the tragic dead body, while the other hand was picking up a white flower.

In the painting, the strange white flower is placed on the tip of the nose, eyes closed, and sniffing gently.

A shy and imposing woman and her attitude of laziness and enjoyment constitute a rather contradictory picture. Add a touch of weird beauty to this photo.

Drop ... Answer ...

The blind woman who stopped and opened her eyes for a long time had been stained with a little ink in front of her clothes. Finally, she closed her eyes slowly, and slowly reattached the white cloth strip.

She lowered her head and opened her lips slightly. The voice was very low, very light ...

"Sorry."