"Grandpa Patriarch~" Ying'er started shouting when she arrived at the Patriarch's house.
"Hey~" an old voice sounded in the house, and then an old man with white hair walked out on crutches.
"Oh~ It's Ying'er!" The old patriarch first saw the enthusiastic Ying'er, and then his eyes were fixed on Tang Zixuan and the others.
Ying'er quickly introduced: "Grandpa Patriarch, these are Honghong's friends. They were injured in the maze and want to rest here for a few days."
"Honghong's friend?" The old patriarch's face darkened, "He is a demon clan, and he will bring people back just as he said he would bring them back? Is he the clan leader, or am I the clan leader?"
Tang Zixuan and Xiaotian's hearts sank. They didn't expect that the old patriarch would have such an attitude. Judging from Dashu and Ying'er's attitude towards Honghong along the way, they thought Honghong was very popular in this village, but they didn't.
Thinking about it, the old patriarch just didn't buy it.
Ying'er was used to it. She said coquettishly: "Of course you are the leader of the clan, but you see that Honghong has lost his inner elixir and cannot maintain his human form. It's hard to drive them away, right? Besides, they
We are also trapped in the maze, so we are injured, and we are somewhat responsible. For a kind-hearted person like you, the last thing you can do is to see others suffer. Look at how pitiful they are!"
"Don't do this to me." Although the old patriarch said this, his tone was much softer. He looked at the fox in Xiaotian's arms again and guessed that it was Honghong.
"Grandpa Patriarch, you are the kindest person in the world. You will definitely agree, right?" Ying'er struck while the iron was hot and continued.
The old patriarch slowly walked towards Tang Zixuan and Xiaotian, looked at the two of them and Gu Wenyu on their backs, and then asked seriously: "Where is the dead girl?"
Tang Zixuan: "?"
Xiaotian: "?"
The two looked at each other, wondering who the patriarch was referring to.
Ying'er reacted, and she quickly said: "Ying'er just asked, they have never seen the saint."
When the old patriarch heard this, his face was full of suspicion, "I haven't seen it before? How could Honghong leave that dead girl?"
Tang Zixuan and Xiaotian finally came to their senses and knew that the old patriarch was asking Mu Xi. How should they answer this question?
Fortunately, the old patriarch did not continue to dwell on this issue. He asked again: "What's your name?"
"Xiaotian." Xiaotian didn't have any psychological burden and was the first to reply.
Tang Zixuan had a hunch that as long as he said his name, the old patriarch would be able to guess it. But Ying'er already knew his name, so it was pointless if he didn't say it, so he replied: "I'm Tang Zixuan.
The one wearing it is my friend, Xiaohua."
Sure enough, after Tang Zixuan said his name, the old patriarch's eyes widened and he left and asked, "What is your relationship with Tang Yi?"
Tang Zixuan could only pretend to be stupid, and at the same time hope that Grandpa Yu Shu would not expose him, so Tang Zixuan bravely replied: "This junior does not know Tang Yi."
The old patriarch didn't speak. He stared hard at Tang Zixuan's eyes, as if he wanted to see something in his eyes.
Tang Zixuan pretended to be serious and looked back at the old patriarch, showing no timidity at all.
The old patriarch asked again: "Why is Honghong walking with you?"
Tang Zixuan replied: "We are friends. He invited us to be guests of the Spirit Tribe. I didn't expect that we would be trapped in the maze."
The old patriarch asked again: "How do we know each other?"
"We met when we were slaying demons." Tang Zixuan answered fluently, and the old patriarch didn't catch any flaws for a while. He looked back doubtfully.
"I hope what you said is true." The old patriarch said solemnly.
Seeing that the old patriarch finally believed it, Ying'er flew to the old patriarch again and said, "How about it, grandpa patriarch, let them go in and rest quickly."
"You still want them to live here with me?" the old patriarch said angrily.
Ying'er smiled and replied: "Your place is quite big."
The old patriarch helplessly reached out and tapped Ying'er, and then said to Tang Zixuan and the others: "Come in."
"Thank you, senior." The two of them thanked each other profusely and hurried into the house.
The old village chief arranged two empty houses for them to live in. Ying'er told Tang Zixuan and Xiaotian that they could go to the river to bathe, and then went to find someone to help Gu Wenyu bathe and change clothes.
With Xiao Ying'er taking care of them, they settled down quickly.
Although the Spirit Clan is not xenophobic, they are not very enthusiastic about Tang Zixuan and the others, but at least they can live here.
The old patriarch always looked weird when he saw Tang Zixuan, maybe he didn't fully believe what Tang Zixuan said.
Originally, only the old patriarch was staring at Tang Zixuan, but when the villagers knew that the injured little fox was Honghong, they also learned Tang Zixuan's surname. At this point, the villagers began to have an idea of Tang Zixuan's identity.
guess.
There are many people who have the same suspicion. After all, Honghong has never left Mu Xi. Otherwise, when Mu Xi and Tang Yi eloped, Honghong would not have left the Spirit Clan with Mu Xi.
Now seventeen years have passed, Hong Hong returned to the Spirit Clan alone, and brought a boy named Tang with her, but Mu Xi was missing, which inevitably made people suspicious. Some people even wanted to drive Tang Zixuan and others out of the village.
It was only after Ying'er and Honghong's friends from back then tried their best to dissuade them that they finally gave up for the time being.
Tang Zixuan could only pretend not to know about these attentions. He had no other choice. Neither Honghong nor Xiaohua showed any signs of waking up. There was no way they could leave at this moment.
Xiaohua's body was as thin as a little monkey, and she didn't know if she had to forcefully break through the seal twice. Gu Wenyu was in a coma for longer than the last time, and she only relied on a little nectar brought by Ying'er to sustain her life every day.
Xiaotian seems to be afraid that he will drag everyone down, so he sits by Gu Wenyu's bed every day to practice, doing nothing but eating, and even sleeping for only three or four hours.
It only took three days to turn herself into a panda. Ying'er sat on the bedside and looked at Xiaotian in confusion, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Honghong taught you this breathing method, right?"
Xiaotian didn't even open his eyes, but nodded slightly: "Yes."
"You work too hard!" Ying'er sighed: "If I could work half as hard as you, my mother wouldn't be angry with me all day long."
Xiaotian didn't speak. He didn't want to waste time chatting with Ying'er. This incident had a huge impact on him. Hong Hong was crippled, Xiao Hua was unconscious, and Tang Zixuan was also very consumed. Only he,
Can't help with anything.
This made him feel like a burden, which was a bad feeling. He also hoped that he could help instead of just watching from the side.
"It's a pity that you still haven't gathered soul power after working so hard. You can only strengthen your body through practicing like this." Ying'er knew that Xiaotian's qualifications were poor, and she also saw that he was just an ordinary person and had no soul power in his body. This was true.
She didn't mean to ridicule Xiaotian, but she really felt it was a pity. She didn't think too much and just said it directly.