Mutated Tao Chapter 343: Bai Lingmiao
"Dongdongdong~! Dongdongdong~! God please" rhythmic drums sounded in a simple earthen house.
"The little drum whip is one foot three, and the colorful streamer is tied on it! Dongdongdong~"
"Go down and make a bend, and go up with a finger! Dongdongdong~"
"Hit it upside down once, hit it three times and you'll be upside down! Dongdongdong~"
"As soon as the whip hits the drum, it rings, and as soon as the drum rings, invite the gods! Dongdongdong~"
Two women with red hijabs were beating drums around a child with ashen face in the house.
Beside the child's pillow, there was a handful of soil, with three sticks of incense sticking on top of the soil, and the incense floating in the air was constantly swaying in the air, forming several characters of "Momohuhu".
Just when the word was about to condense, the closed window was blown open by a gust of wind, blowing away the wisps of green smoke.
In an instant, the beating of drums became urgent and fast.
Great God's slender black nails coiled in the air, and the white smoke that was about to dissipate seemed to turn into white threads with substance, entangled on her hands.
Following the guidance of the white line, the sharp fingers stabbed fiercely three inches below the child's thumb.
Following that, he swiped down quickly, and the child's delicate palm was cut open, and **** of yellow things that looked like fish roe squirmed and tried to get out.
A pair of black scissors wrapped with a red string was inserted in, and the gap was widened.
"Wow wow wow~!" The child who was ashen-faced just now began to cry and sat up, crying to find his father.
He didn't notice at all that the thing drilled out of his palm was quickly turning into a pool of yellow water, soaking the mat on the bed together with his tears.
"Son! My son~!" When a shriveled dwarf anxiously walked in from the outside, he saw that his almost dead child had woken up.
He rushed over quickly, hugged the crying and sweaty child in his arms, and immediately bowed to express his thanks to Bai Lingmiao, who took off his red hijab.
The haggard Bai Lingmiao shook his head with a bitter expression, turned around and was about to leave.
"Xianggu, wait a minute, I haven't paid you yet."
The man hurriedly rummaged through the box and picked out fifty pieces of good money from the copper plates at the bottom of the box that hadn't been twisted. Hold it in both hands and send it to Bai Lingmiao.
First, he looked at the patch on the opponent's knee and the straw sandals on the ground, and then at the bare house, Bai Lingmiao shook his head again and refused.
"Forget it, uncle, save some food for the child, he is very skinny."
"No, no, Xiangu, you must take this money. My old Zhou family has only one seedling. If you hadn't saved his life, then I would have no one to take care of me. !”
After several times of evasion, Bai Lingmiao was forced to accept the fifty Wen.
When Bai Lingmiao came out of the earthen hut, Chun Xiaoman, who was practicing sword with one arm beside the carriage, quickly inserted the sword into the scabbard around his waist and came up to him. "How is it, Miaomiao? Are you done with your work?"
Seeing the other party nodding, Xiao Man smiled slightly, took her hand and walked towards the carriage. The wheels wrapped in yellow mud began to roll, slowly rolling towards the position of Niuxin Mountain.
"Thank you, Miss Xiaoman, for accompanying me out."
I heard Bai Lingmiao, who was sitting in the car, expressing his gratitude to himself who was driving the horse. Chun Xiaoman quickly said: "You are talking too much, aren't we good sisters? If there is a thief or something on the road, I can help."
Opening a corner of the car curtain, Chun Xiaoman quickly glanced at Bai Lingmiao in the car and sighed softly.
Of course what you said just now was made up, and Bai Lingmiao naturally doesn't need her protection, but seeing the black strangle mark on her fair neck that hasn't disappeared, she really doesn't feel at ease if she doesn't stay with her all the time.
It stands to reason that even big things will pass with time.
Just like how my parents sold me back then, now that I think about it, I don't feel so sad anymore.
But my sister doesn't seem to be like this. Brother Li has been gone for such a long time, and he still looks like this lost soul.
She has never smiled since then, her eyes are very empty, as if she has lost something.
The carriage kept driving until late at night before stopping.
They didn't go to Niuxin Village. There are no villages near Niuxin Village. If they want to go home, they have to stay in this wilderness for one night.
After eating some dry food hastily, the two of them lay down in the car to rest.
Half asleep and half awake, Chun Xiaoman felt a little uneasy, and stretched out his hand to touch the face of the girl beside him.
When she felt that the other person's eyes were actually open, she sighed softly. "Miaomiao, you can't do this, I know you are sad, but after such a long time, you have to come out."
"Dead people can't be resurrected, and they can't live if you torture yourself like this."
Seeing that the other party didn't respond, Chun Xiaoman changed his angle and continued to persuade: "Since it's a sister's heart-to-heart talk, then I'll just say it straight. I know Senior Brother Li saved us, but every yard counts. It's really not that good."
"Not to mention the things he did, but with your current conditions, as long as you open your mouth to invite relatives, how many people will cross the threshold and want to marry into your Bai family."
"If you want to be fat, some are fat, and some are thin, which one is better than Li Huowang?"
"It's him who suffers when the two of you separate. Seriously, with his crazy appearance, he is destined to be a bachelor for the rest of his life. No other woman will want him."
Although Chun Xiaoman knows that senior brother Li is not what he said, but if he can cheer up his good sister, then no matter how much scolding is right, the other party will not lose a piece of meat.
Bai Lingmiao curled up, curled up in the opponent's arms like a baby. "Don't talk about Miss Xiaoman"
"It's okay not to have that stinky man, then you can be a self-combed girl like me! Anyway, no matter what, you have to cheer up first, not like you are now! What you are doing now is giving up on yourself. !”
Speaking of excitement, Chun Xiaoman grabbed her shoulders and began to shake them, but as she was shaking, she heard a choking sound, which made her heart soften instantly.
"Okay, okay, I won't talk anymore, don't cry and go to sleep." Chun Xiaoman hugged her in his arms, and stroked her waist-length hair over and over again.
There was nothing to say all night, and when they woke up the next day, the two continued to rush towards Niuxin Mountain as if what happened last night had never happened.
Dragged by two healthy horses, the two came to the village head of Niuxin Village again in the afternoon of the second day.
"Old man Lu, are you going out to sing an opera?" Chun Xiaoman, who was driving the horse, greeted the oncoming carriage.
Lu Zhuangyuan nodded with a smile, and while smoking a dry cigarette, he replied: "I'll go to the south to see if there is any Zhuangzi. This Daliang State is rich. If I go to the place, I'll be the one who has been there for several years." .”
"Why are there only these people? Your youngest son hasn't come back yet?"