Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality Chapter 314: The vast land, where is the green hill (2)

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The scorching sun suddenly swept across the human retina. At that time, the second grandpa Hong was trembling, trying to make a delicate balance between telling the secrets and keeping the life of Tao Village, and then he saw the wall. Little green fox.

The color of the fox is blue, and he is the king of nine tails. The second grandfather Hong, who was seven and eighty years old, didn't know that his memory was so good. This was originally said by an old man in Tao Village when he was a child.

I drew a fox for a lifetime. The second grandfather of the special paint knows well, but he never thought that he would see the cyan fox with his own eyes in his lifetime. I have also suspected before, is there really a king in the world with a fox color?

The second grandpa Hong's hands trembled and trembled. Asada Sakurako followed his gaze. A small green fox stood on the not-so-high mud wall of the second grandpa Hong's house. Its head is blue and high, and behind it is the distant mountains with heavy haze and emerald. It is so green, from far to near, like the Chinese ink painting that Japanese people like very much... But these colors are not comparable to that transparent blue. , The sun is scattered around it, this cyan color, so transparent and pure, the fur is like fine silk, and the eyes can communicate directly with people.

Asada Sakurako breathed tightly. She had never seen such a beautiful fox, and she also fit the legendary Qingqiu King. It was really a coincidence that she appeared in Tao Village?

The little green fox nodded slightly and looked indifferent. At this moment, the little fox is not as pitiful as Lin Luoran saw in the underground world, and it is also different from the naughty and cute domineering in Lin’s family. It has a cold and noble expression. A human race like Asada Sakurako, in its eyes, is the same as a grass on the ground and a piece of mud under its feet, so that it will not be trampled on, but it will never take a second look.

This fox appeared weird, and the three Japanese men who remained in the yard pulled out katana.

"Get out!" Asada Sakurako suppressed the joy in her heart.

"Mr. Hong, it seems that you don't need you anymore." Asada Sakurako bowed to him halfway. This is Qinghu, who was brought out by this old Chinese man who deliberately pretended to be stupid, "I don't need you anymore." , I was very polite. In fact, it was murderous and led to the green fox. Naturally, there is no need for this old and stubborn old man.

At this moment, the green fox suddenly smiled contemptuously and jumped off the wall.

Asada Sakurako had a meal, "Chasing!"

"These villagers...?" One of the subordinates was cautious, and the priorities flashed in Asada's heart. These villagers might not be able to kill. If so many people died in a village, the Chinese government would definitely pay attention. Zhuhai met the first female cultivator of Huaxia. If the Huaxia cultivating community is determined to investigate, she will not be exposed about her search for Qingqiu, and the news will be leaked back to Asada’s home......

"Business matters, these people, forget it."

Asada Sakurako took the lead in jumping out of the wall, and three of his men followed one after another. The four of them were Asada Sakurako's diehard loyalists over the years. To be honest, she had never seen her let go of a life like this.

Of course, the subordinates didn't know that Sakurako Asada had remembered Lin Luoran's warning, and Kazuo Yamamoto at the head of the village also followed, and together they chased the little green fox in the direction of escape.

The people in Tao Village woke up after taking a nap. They avoided the hottest hours of the sun. From time to time, someone opened the door and started to work. Those who make pottery, weave bamboo strips, go into the mountains to find treasures, those who mow uphills, and those who keep sheep and cattle are busy and peaceful.

These mountain people don't know that they have broken free from a catastrophe of life and death. Poverty makes them ragged and dark-skinned. However, the eyebrows of many people do not have the intrigue in the city. They are quiet and peaceful.

For the sake of the second grandfather of Hong, I walked around the ghost gate and suddenly remembered that there was a dead body in the front yard.

Killing, no matter which dynasty you are in, is a felony.

The second grandfather of Hong struggled, and saw that Xiao Hongbin next door was already standing in the yard. Although he was young, he was not as flustered as ordinary children.

"Grandpa, what should I do?" Hong Bin kicked Sun Translation, but there was no response.

The second grandpa Hong stopped him: "Stop kicking, he is dead... Have you seen it all?"

Hong Bin was a little embarrassed, and nodded with a pale face. The second grandfather of Hong thought he was afraid, but Hong Bin regretted that he was greedy for sweets and money, and was not a spy. He did not encounter this.

There is a dead person in the yard... an old man, a child, what should two people do?

"Go to find the police outside the mountain?" After two years of schooling, I still know if I have to go to the police uncle Hong Bin.

The second grandpa Hong shook his head and said to the police that a Japanese came to Tao Village to ask about the whereabouts of "Qingqiu"? Although this is a fact, can the police believe such a mythical thing?

Tao Village, whose news is blocked, doesn't know the outside world at this time. Even the cultivators are no longer a secret. Ordinary people have seven or eight beliefs about the myths that have been circulating in China for many years.

The door of the small courtyard was gently pushed open when the old and the young were considering their own safe solutions.

"Is this the second grandpa Hong's house?"

A fifteen or six year old boy spoke politely. Carrying a big mountaineering bag, he looked like a boy in the city.

Of course Hong Bin knew him: "Why did you come?...This person, we didn't kill this person."

Lin Luodong nodded: "Of course we are here to deal with this matter."

Huang Weijian squeezed in with an expression on his face as if no one is close: "There are so many words."

The second grandfather Hong looked at these two uninvited young people in the city, with obscure eyesight, falling on Lin Luoran who came in later.

It's really a little girl of water spirit, better-looking than the old lady of the big family, but there is a golden eagle squatting on the shoulder, although it is prestigious, it is unavoidable.

"Youngest Hong? I think we have to talk about Qingqiu." The wind blew the bamboo leaves slightly in the afternoon, and the flapping sound intertwined with Lin Luoran's voice, making it difficult to distinguish each other , But surprisingly let people calm down from things like murder.

The second grandfather Hong did not speak, Hong Bin whispered: "She raised the little green fox just now."

Lin Luoran smiled at the old man, nodded Xiaojin on his shoulder, and said in a low voice, "You go and follow the little fox... if they are threatening to the little fox, don't wait. I’ll come, all those people will give you snacks, OK? Otherwise, don’t show up..."

Xiao Jin tilted his head and yelled twice. Lin Luoran was embarrassed, "Where did you say Xiaohu went? I don't know, be good, go and follow him."

Xiao Jin worked as a spy for a few days and never even ate food. Lin Luoran took out a handful of pills, Xiao Jin pecked it, and fluttered away.

The second grandfather Hong stared at Xiaojin, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a small black spot and disappeared into the sky.

He lived seventy or eighty years old. He has never seen such a psychic eagle. No, this is not an eagle.

Lin Luoran glanced at Sun Translation on the ground, her face was black and there was absolutely no possibility of surviving, it was poisoned. I thought that Asada Sakurako would be different. It turned out to be no different from some islanders, acting stingy, and using poison as a practitioner, without being aboveboard.

Such a person has a good and strong heart, and he has always been in the lower level of his mood. To be a bad person is to be hierarchical. If you don't follow the right way, you should be a master of learning.

Lin Luodong was quite courageous. He wanted to check Sun's body. Lin Luoran covered his eyes and said, "Children can't control this."

Huang Weijian is triumphant, isn't he a kid in the eyes of Lin's sister? However, Lin Luoran drove him and Lin Luodong out, and joined Hong Bin, asking the three of them to check whether the Japanese took advantage of these few days in the village to do something wicked to poison the water source. child.

The second grandfather Hong still said nothing, Lin Luoran thought for a while: "We should solve this corpse first, and make our conversation easier."

Resolve a corpse in broad daylight. Now the little girl talks so loudly?

Lin Luoran's fingertips burst into flames, and a fire ball the size of an orange fell on Sun's corpse and spread all over his body. It wasn't a raging fire, but seeing the body shrinking continuously and turning to ashes in just a few minutes, the second grandfather Hong knew that the flame was definitely not as ordinary as it seemed.

As for why people's fingertips are flaming up, the second grandfather of Hong also thought for a while, he didn't seem to be surprised by the hidden meaning.

Lin Luoran's gesture changed, a small tornado swept in, and the pool of ashes on the ground was picked up by the wind and flew to the depths of the mountain.

The second grandfather Hong showed his lonely front teeth: "That green...was you raised?" He wanted to say the green fox, but he felt that the title had no respect and was vague.

Lin Luoran clapped her hands, "It might be strange to say that. If I say that it was a white fox entrusted to me to take care of it, will Grandpa Hong believe it?"

The second grandpa Hong's complexion is loose. If it is true, the royal family is aloof, how can he recognize a little girl as his master?

"Have you ever heard of a kind of flower that blooms in the morning and thank you, and can realize the wishes of mortals?" The second grandpa Hong smiled mysteriously.

Lin Luoran looked at the colored pot that Sakurako Asada had forgotten to take away. It was a pity that dried mushrooms were spilled on the floor. She picked up the jar and marveled at the vividness of the painting, especially the back of the green fox, so that she could foresee what the little fox would look like when he grew up.

"You are talking about this flower?" The colorful flowers are gorgeous, and they are indeed pretty. Only a single flower can realize people's wishes. These monks who practice hard and still can't do what they want, have they become a joke?

She was full of unbelief, and the second grandpa Hong nodded:

"But some people, including my ancestors... they just believe it, don't you think it is strange?"

Lin Luoran moved a stool for the second grandfather Hong to sit down, and found another place by herself. The two of them basked in the sun and chatted in the yard.

The second grandfather of Hong slowly told stories about how many generations he didn't know. Lin Luoran listened carefully, shaking or nodding from time to time.

The second grandfather of Hong felt that the little girl’s eyes were deep, but she was very clear, smart but not bad-hearted, making people feel reliable, her heart peaceful, and many hazy memories came back.

Lin Luoran held the painted pottery in one hand and tapped his fingers. The secrets about Qingqiu were portrayed little by little this afternoon.