The little girl was so frightened that her eyes burst into tears and her limbs curled up together, as if she wanted to dig a hole in the ground.
"Sorry, sorry." Zhuyu quickly put her down.
Song Ling glanced at the little girl a few more times, said nothing, turned around and continued walking into the city.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I moved, I heard the little girl shouting from behind: "Are you going to enter Demon Lord City? If so, can you take me in?"
"Mozun City?" Zhuyu asked the little girl, pointing to the city gate tower of Ruonanchuan in the distance.
The little girl nodded and explained tremblingly: "Originally this place was called Ruonanchuan. After King Wu Jing occupied it in battle, he changed its name to Demon Lord City."
"Then what? Why do you want to go in?" Juyu continued to ask.
"Because I want to find my father." The little girl swallowed, her bright emerald eyes twitching, and said, "My father entered the Demon Lord City, and it has been three days... and he has not come out."
Even Cornelius could tell that the little girl was a hybrid between a monster and a human.
Because of this, Juyu felt a little fond of the child.
"I'll take you in, you will be discovered by monsters." Zhuyu squatted in front of the little girl, touched her head, and said: "Let's do this, what is your father's name and what does he look like? We will help you after we enter the city.
How about looking for it? If you find it, I will send you a message."
"My dad, my dad is a fox...a fox that can't transform." The little girl said hesitantly: "He...he should be in a pharmacy or a medical center or something. He went in to buy medicine for my mother.
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Song Ling walked up to the little girl, put her forehead with one hand, and asked, "Where is your mother? Can you take us to see her?"
The little girl's body is a little hot.
Unusual heat.
Sure enough, after searching the spirit, Song Ling discovered that the little girl had a demon pill that did not belong to her.
If Song Ling guessed correctly, the little girl's father did not go into Demon Lord City to buy medicine. In all likelihood, he was dead.
"My mother?" The little girl looked up at Song Ling in confusion, then raised her hand and pointed to the east and replied, "My mother is at home, by the lake over there."
Zhuyu didn't quite understand why Song Ling made such a request, but since Song Ling said it, she didn't interrupt and just followed silently.
After following the little girl through the deserted forest, Song Ling saw a small wooden house next to a clear lake.
The door of the cabin is open.
A haggard woman sat at the door with her face covered, her eyes as black as ink and lifeless.
"Mom, why are you out?" The little girl rushed over at a trot, quickly helped the woman get up, and carefully sent her into the house.
After the woman was settled, the little girl turned back to bow to Song Ling and Juyu, and explained: "My mother is seriously ill and her mind is a little unclear."
"She's not sick." Song Ling frowned and said.
Rather than saying he is sick, it is better to say he has lost his soul.
From the first moment he saw the woman, Song Ling understood that the crux of the woman's problem was loss of soul, not any ordinary disease.
"You said my mother is not sick?" The little girl's eyes widened and she asked: "Then why is my mother like this? My father said that my mother was sick, so he took her to see many doctors..."
It's a pity that the doctors can't do anything.
Now when she came to Mozun City, the little girl heard her father say with her own ears that she had found a great medical practitioner, and the medical practitioner did not charge money, and she was willing to be treated by her mother for free.
"Well, she's not sick." Song Ling walked to the door in a few steps, but did not step in. Instead, she turned to the little girl and asked, "Do you mind if I go in? Take a look at your mother."
The little girl nodded slowly.
Song Ling held the door and walked into the house, walking straight towards the woman lying on the bed.
The house was lit with unknown incense.
The faint scent of wood lingered in Song Ling's nose. After a few steps, Song Ling felt as if he was in a wilderness forest. He felt that the surroundings were filled with freshness, and it was no longer a cold and damp small house.
It is this fragrance that covers up the stench of a woman's body.
People who have lost their souls have no consciousness. Over time, they will be attracted by the wandering ghosts that remain in the world, and they will be infected with the stench that can only be smelled in the Nine Netherlands.
Song Ling sat on the edge of the bed, reached out and lifted the black cloth from the woman's face without hesitation, and put her hand along her cheek and into the back of her head.
It's indeed apathy.
But what really makes a woman lose her soul is not being robbed and plundered, but giving birth to that little girl.
Song Ling felt strange at first.
Logically speaking, it is impossible for a fox that cannot transform to have children with a mortal. Now that we have seen it with our own eyes, we have an explanation.
Dreaming into a mysterious realm, one glance makes one lose his soul.
A woman and a fox met and fell in love in a dream, and they became pregnant with a little girl, but also lost their souls.
The day a little girl is born is the beginning of a woman's apathy.
Song Ling pulled her hands away and stood up, turned to look at the little girl who was following her, and said, "Maybe we can't help you find your father, but I have a way to cure your mother."
"I don't have money." The little girl nodded her toes in embarrassment, and hurriedly prayed: "But I am willing to do anything. If you can cure my mother, I am willing to work as a cow or a horse!"
"I don't need you to be a cow or a horse, and I don't need your money." Song Ling reached out and touched the little girl's pubic area and said: "I want this demon pill here. If I guess correctly, it belongs to you.
Father, it is the means your father uses to protect you."
The little girl was stunned for a moment, and her eyes suddenly filled with tears.
"Her father's demon elixir is in her body?" Zhuyu was shocked when she heard this, and she almost guessed the fate of the little girl's father.
When a demon beast loses its demon elixir, it is tantamount to destroying its cultivation.
When a demonic beast without cultivation enters Ruonanchuan River, isn't it like mutton is being fed into the tiger's mouth?
"What will happen if my father doesn't have the demon pill?" the little girl asked.
She's not stupid either.
As soon as I opened my mouth, I found the key to the problem.
"Maybe your father has other means of self-protection. After all, we don't know what happened now. We only know that his demon pill is in your body." Song Ling explained patiently: "Now I will take it out.
It comes out, but not for my own use... No, actually I need to use it too, but I will not possess it. After borrowing it for a while, I will return it to you, how about it? "
With the demon pill, Song Ling can test the Qianjing bottle.
It would indeed be a bit troublesome for her to find a monster with a monster pill to kill, but now she happened to find one ready-made, so Song Ling was lucky.
"Okay." The little girl clenched her fists and nodded firmly.
After hearing the little girl's agreement, Song Ling picked her up by the waist and placed her next to the woman. At the same time, he raised his hand to brush her face and used his spiritual power to hypnotize her.
Zhuyu walked over in a few steps and asked in a low voice: "Song Ling, is her father really dead?"
"We're inseparable." Song Ling put his palm up and landed on the little girl's pubic area. With his fingertips hard, he easily separated the little girl's flesh and blood.
The dark purple demon elixir swirled in the bright red flesh.