Chapter 3861

As time went by, they stayed in the villa for more than half a month. The wounds on their dyed white bodies healed, and all the scars on their faces faded, revealing their original facial features.

When his face is not good, dye white wears a mask every day. He tampers with things in his medicine. He almost forgets that the host is Yan Kong.

Before her face was cured, ran Bai didn't even bother to see people. She played with a bamboo flute from the memory of the original owner. It was made by herself when she was injured in the villa. It was simple and plain. If she could use it, Chu Zhouzhi said she would like to buy one, but it's not necessary. This bamboo flute won't be used for a long time. She will be here before, Take back what should belong to Jueyin Pavilion.

After the death of Jueyin Pavilion overnight, the sacred objects handed down from generation to generation in Jueyin Pavilion also disappeared. Many people are making this idea. Unfortunately, no one found it. Naturally, it was unexpected that the soul chasing Xiao and the tribe in Jueyin spectrum were in the hands of the descendants of the miracle doctor Valley.

Feng youyou is not from Jueyin Pavilion. If you want to understand Jueyin spectrum, you can't do it in a short time. The holy things on her can't play a role. It's still unpleasant.

Dyed white and narrowed his eyes. The eyes were thin and cool. His fingertips wiped the lines of the bamboo flute.

Play a paragraph according to the Jue music spectrum and put it down lazily.

Chu Zhouzhi decided to go on his way. He said he was going to find old black man and cure dye Bai's throat. He was careless. He didn't know whether the poison doctor called black evil in the Jianghu would hiccup in anger if he knew that Chu Zhouzhi called him that. In short, Chu Zhouzhi was not so conscious at all.

The original master's voice is completely wasted, and it is basically impossible to speak again. If you want to cure it, you need too many medicinal materials, which is either unable to cure it, or it is troublesome. It takes time and energy. At least dyeing white is not as positive to the voice as it is to the face. Heisha has to go through at least several places on the road in western Xinjiang. It happens that dyeing white is going to go, and Chu Zhouzhi didn't refute it. He repaired his voice slowly.

Seal off:?

This is Yan Kong's world?

"Host, drop a branch line. Would you like to have a bite, GA GA Xiang?"

"Yes, you can poison me first."

"Cough!" the seal was serious for only three seconds: "brush regret value, the kind of all members, Feng Youyou, Liang JunShang, Lu Wei, 15, a total of four."

"Yes."

"Regret value is different from hatred value." Feng Luo muttered, "just let them regret."

When Yunxi saw the girl's face for the first time, half of the roast chicken fell to the ground. Unexpectedly, he asked who you are. After reacting, he was excited to jump up and hug with dye Bai.

It was blocked out by a ruthless folding fan of Chu Zhou.

"Just have a look. Xiao Jiu is so weak. Don't scare her."

“？？？”

weak?! Childe, where did you see it!!

"You look good on the ninth day of junior high school." Yun Xi said sincerely, with bright eyes.

She was always a little worried about whether she would become stupid if she stayed with the master and servant like this.

Ranbai is worried.

Before leaving the villa, ranbai told Chu Zhouzhi in sign language that he was going out.

Chu Zhouzhi was also worried and frowned slightly: "you don't want to abandon me?"

“……”

Get out.

Ran Bai went to the mountain, stepped through the thorny forest with weeds and found a family deep in the mountain.

It's the hunter's home.

Ranbai remembers that the hunter usually hunts outside. Not far away is a wooden house, simple and clean. A circle of wooden fences are built outside, hidden in a green color. Outside the wooden house, a piece of land is cultivated, planted with vegetables, melons and fruits, with strong smoke and fire. The forest is very quiet, almost no sound. Occasionally, there is a wind blowing and green leaves rustling.

She went in, stepped on the fallen leaves on the ground, made a slight sound, and pushed open the old wooden door.

The wooden house is also clean, with few things. Next to the wooden bed is a table, with one leg missing. There is a pot of half drunk wine and a plate of peanuts on it. The air is filled with a faint smell of wine.

Orion is a middle-aged man named Li Kuo. He wandered the Jianghu for the first half of his life and remained anonymous for the second half of his life. He was used to a natural and unrestrained life. He didn't want to return to the noise. He simply stayed with the mountains and forests all day. He should have lived his life wantonly, but because he saved the original owner

When Yanbai was burned in the fire, Li Kuo came all the way to see the scene. He spent a few months with the original owner. After all, chivalry prevailed, stood up and stopped him, and didn't hesitate to strike stones with eggs.

Hunters often wear numb clothes. They always lean against the window and wipe the most valuable shotgun. Only then can they see a bit of tenderness. Sometimes they will hold a black cigarette rod and swallow clouds and smoke. Their handsome and deep face is hidden behind the smoke. Their eyes that have experienced the vicissitudes of life can't really see it.

He said that people live for a freedom.

He said that to live, you must first have a good conscience.

He said that there were gods three feet above the head, and God looked at good and evil.

So at that time, he stood up and stood in front of Yanbai without hesitation.

He also said that he also had a daughter, who was as old as Yanbai.

He said that maybe he became a father and his heart became softer.

He said that he not only wanted to be worthy of himself and conscience, but also hoped that someone would come forward to help his daughter in case of disaster.

But in this life,

The hunter didn't find the girl covered in blood and didn't know the word Yanbai.

Ranbai quietly looked at the wine in front of her, and then gently put the things in her hand on the table.

A jar of wine and a cigarette stick.

Li Kuo is a wine lover and drunk. The cigarette rod in his hand is very old, and the black paint on it is also damaged. Yanbai has always wanted to give him a new cigarette rod, but he has never had a chance.

After putting down his things, ran Bai turned and left.

Half an hour later,

The wooden door was pushed open with a creaking old sound.

The man was dressed in rough cloth, straight and rough. He dragged a cheetah in his left hand and threw it aside. At a glance, he saw what was left on the wooden table. He was obviously stunned and frowned: "which little rabbit has found it..."

Li Kuo strode over and wiped the sweat on his head. When he saw the purple gold exquisite cigarette rod, some babies touched it, but it wasn't his thing. He only touched it and took back his hand. Suddenly, he saw the envelope under a jar of wine. He raised his hand and took it out. He opened it. There was a sentence written on it. It was very well written, The turning point is elegant and sharp.

"Thank you, brother Li, for saving your life."

Li Kuo looked at the words on the letter and was silent for a few seconds. Suddenly, he smiled and said, "don't stay and have a drink with me!"

When Li Kuo was young, he was fierce and despised the secular world. He also helped to uphold justice and fight against injustice. However, later, he lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests without asking about the Jianghu. In the twinkling of an eye, five years have passed, and I don't know how the messenger found him.

He fondly picked up the cigarette rod and played with it. He sat down on the chair in a rough and wild posture. He put the cigarette rod baby aside, picked up the jar of wine and directly unscrewed it into his mouth. The liquor went straight into his throat and made him squint, "good wine!"

When ranbai returned to the villa, a carriage stopped outside the villa. When she passed by, the curtain was lifted, revealing slender and white fingers. The arc of her chin was beautiful. Looking up at her delicate and handsome face, she was condescending. A pair of affectionate eyes seemed to smile, "I thought you ran away and were going to catch you."