Author: Electric fan without sugar

The cold moonlight squeezes through the dense branches of the osmanthus tree and pours down, drawing mottled ink paintings on the ground.

A huge turtle was waving its front paws hard, and a pit two or three feet wide gradually took shape. A layer of new soil was piled up next to the pit, and the new soil was piled up higher and higher, gradually covering the turtle's figure.

On the other side of the pit, a wrinkled and thin old man lay straight. His face and hair and beard were white, and his coarse linen was covered with patches.

There was a doll kneeling beside the old man. The doll's back moved and a circle of white cloth was wrapped around his head. His head was buried very low, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

Beside the doll, one left and one right, there was a little red monkey with blue flames on its head and a half-large black and white spotted dog.

A monkey and a dog stared at the mound of higher and higher, silent.

Xiaobai limped and walked quickly to Wuwu's side. Every time he took a step, bright plum blossoms bloomed behind him. The spotted dog moved to the side and consciously gave up the position beside the doll.

Xiaobai squatted beside Wu Wu, with mist swaying in his dark eyes, and under the mist, there was a bright and ruthlessness.

"What's going on?" Xiaobai meowed a few times, breaking the silence at the scene.

Wuwu still buried her head and sobbed, her breath was disordered and she could no longer make any sound. Xiaohonghou took over the conversation in time and told the truth about everything she saw in the glutinous field.

Xiaobai's eyes gradually turned red, his body suddenly swelled, and a huge white tiger with an earless body suddenly appeared.

The linen cloth wrapped in the front paws of the white tiger was cracked, and the broken herbs fell all over the ground, and bursts of fragrance came from the air. With the surge of blue electric arcs, the blood was burned and a red blood mist evaporated.

Wuwu's body softened and leaned directly on Xiaobai's body. When he closed his eyes, he fainted from crying. The baby's eyes were swollen, and his red face was covered with tears. His snot continued down his cheeks, dripping and sticking to Xiaobai's hair.

Xiaobai's thick tail gently embraced Wuwu, and gently wiped away the tears from Wuwu's face with his other healthy claw back. A series of fierce lights burst out from his golden pupils.

"You two take good care of him, I'll go back." Xiaobai rolled the doll with his tail, and the spotted dog leaned over obediently, and placed it under Wuwu.

The flames on the little red monkey's head rushed, and the red light in the monkey's eyes was full of vitality, with signs of burning.

Xiaobai said to stop: "Don't go, look at Wuwu, the Earth Beast Hall has no owner, the people from the Beast Sect will not give up. We must leave this place tonight."

The monkey nodded reluctantly, and the flames above his head became much more peaceful. It hated the Li Dagou. He had never seen an eight-year-old child who could be so vicious.

The wounds on the front paws were burnt and no longer blood was gushing out. Xiaobai's travel speed increased a lot. Lijia Village was surprisingly quiet tonight. Just as night fell, every household had closed its doors and turned off the candlelight.

With the moonlight, Xiaobai quickly stopped on the roof of a house. It looked up at the sky and let out a low growl: "The way of heaven has eyes, one life is exchanged for another, you can see clearly!"

The family of three in the room was hiding in the quilt and shivering. The sound of tiger roar on the roof immediately made the three frightened birds very excited.

Under the osmanthus tree, a pit about three feet wide and six feet long had been dug. A small milk turtle crawled out of the hole. The small milk turtle shook the soil on its body and fell to her mother exhausted.

Seeing this, the little monkey gently scratched her shoulders and woke up slowly. Looking at the dark pits, tears gushed out again.

With the help of the iron-capped tortoise, Old Man Li was buried successfully, and a new grave was added under the osmanthus tree.

Wuwu picked up the dagger on the ground. It was Feng Yuming's weapon. The monkey pulled it off. Fortunately, Wuwu was strong in physique and had a smooth and delicate back, leaving no scars.

Wuwu held the dagger and did not fall on the long wooden board for a long time. Wuwu didn't know how to carve the tombstone for a while. He had never been to school and could not write, and of course the strange beasts present could not.

He thought about it and finally drew a few simple lines. The lines formed an adult, and the adult was holding a little doll next to him.

Wuwu knelt in front of the tomb and kowtowed a few times.

Xiaobai had already turned back, squatted on the roof, staring at the broken moon. When the moon rose to the top of his head, it jumped down, reminding Wuwu and the beasts: "Wuwuwu, we have to leave. Iron-Armored Tortoise, what are your plans?"

The iron-armed tortoise looked at the little breast tortoise beside him, and his head turned to the mountains. On the other side of the mountain was the Nether Sea.

Xiaobai nodded: "It's good to go back to the sea, take care of yourself."

The iron-armored tortoise nodded, picked up the small breast tortoise and threw it on his back. Two turtles, one big and one small, headed towards the Nether Sea, and the Earth Beast Hall completely collapsed.

Wuwu stood up, went back to the room to take out the wooden basin, tied it with hemp rope, and carried it on his back.

He knelt down again at the tombstone: "Grandpa, I'm sorry, leave you here alone. When I think about it, look at the moon. No matter whether the moon is round or sharp, I'm thinking of you."

As he said that, Wuwu stood up, walked to the osmanthus tree, touched the trunk, and looked earnest: "Osmanthus tree, osmanthus tree, Wuwu went to Qingcangzhou to pick the immortal fruit for you, please accompany my grandfather."

The osmanthus tree was speechless, but the wind was free, and the trees were filled with flowers, and a golden snow fell in the fenced courtyard.

Wuwu closed the yard gate, he rode on the spotted dog, and finally looked back at the small courtyard, with a slight corner of his eyes, and said lowly: "Go!"

Under the moonlight, a huge white tiger led the way forward. Behind the white tiger was a big buffalo-like dog. A doll with a wooden basin was crawling on the back of the big dog, and a red monkey was lying on the wooden basin. A small blue flame was shining on the monkey's head.

Wuwu didn't know where to go next, but he had only one thought in his mind, which was to go to Qingcangzhou to pick the fruit of immortality.

But Xiaobai said that Qingcangzhou is located in the westernmost part of the Netherworld Sea, and is far away from Qiwuzhou, and his strength is not enough to cross the sea.

To cross the Nether Sea, there must be powerful flying beasts, water-based beasts or strong ships. And none of these are.

So he decided to follow Xiaobai to the place called the Divine Beast Sect. He heard that it was the top sects in Qiwuzhou with the most resources and strength. I think there must be a way to cross the Nether Sea.

In addition, Wuwu also has selfish intentions, and he hopes to find his mother. He always asks his grandfather why some mothers put their children in wooden basins and throw them on the sea.

Grandpa always smiled and replied: "All parents in the world love children, but my mother must have a hard time."

Wuwu retorted: "I don't believe it!"

Grandpa would hold him in his arms and whisper bad words: "Look at the big dog, the big dog is so unethical, and his mother still loves him so much."

The old and the young will cover their mouths and giggle.
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