Chapter 1277: send you home

As a result, it was so spicy that it spit off its own small tongue from time to time, its eyes were about to cry, and even the cry was tight.
"Does it make you feel so uncomfortable when you make the soup? You think the fox was wronged." When I touched my arm for a long time, I could feel a lot of goose bumps.
"It's okay."
Evergreen didn’t feel too unpleasant.
I tasted it myself, and it was within the acceptable range, but it boiled a little bit more, but the fox eats a lot and may need more soup. , Just let it drink more."
And how many words there are, are enough for the fox to take a bath in it.
This is a bowl, it is clearly a basin.
After the little fox finished drinking, his belly was bulging, as if he could only lie down but couldn't lie down.
It grunted uncomfortably.
Branding stretched out his hand and placed it on its belly. The little fox felt comfortable now, and his mouth was humming.
However, after drinking this bowl of soup, the little fox didn’t feel so uncomfortable anymore, and stopped sneezing. He shrank his body and lay in the quilt for a day. much better.
"Young Master," Changqing's voice rang outside.
"Come in," Biao Hengsi is still sitting at the table, making a pot of tea, sometimes for more than an hour, and he likes to wait like this.
Who said this time is to them, whether it is moving or not moving, walking or not, it is passing, and it is all being lost. If there is more lost, it seems that there is no feeling.
One day and two days passed like this, and finally there was a kind of numb discomfort.
Evergreen walked in and looked at the small group in the quilt first. Don't guess, you know, the little fox is still sleeping. After drinking so much soup, it should be better if he wants to come.
"What's the matter?"
Bro Hengsi asked Changqing, and then he sat there, putting down the book he was holding.
Evergreen bowed a salute, "My son, one of those robbers knows how to pass the snow-capped mountain. According to him, he has gone back and forth many times. As long as he walks along the road, it will probably be within five or six days. Reach Changlin."
"Changlin?" Luo Heng read the words Changlin.
When Changlin meets Baichu, they have found all the places they can find. The next one is Changlin.
"The news is reliable?"
He asked Changqing that the Snow Mountain is logically walkable. Others will not mention it first, but it is impossible for the gangsters who have been entrenched here for more than ten years to know that they must have been to Snow Mountain.
Sure enough, it really just asked.
I just don’t know whether the so-called news is true or feasible?
"Subordinates will personally verify."
Evergreen prepares to go there once, his feet are fast, and Zeng Jin has also spent some time on the snow-capped mountains. If it is really feasible, it will take six days at most to bring back the news.
He didn't really want to go to Changlin, as long as the road is right, then they can set off. Compared with the journey of March and April, they can still wait for more than a dozen days.
"Go, be careful."
BAO Hengsi poured himself a cup of tea, and then put it between his lips, and drank it bit by bit.
The tea has a light astringency, taste, and bitter.
But when Changqing left, the little fox got out of the quilt and jumped directly into the arms of Brando Hengsi.
"All right?"
Branding put his hand on the little fox's head, it seemed that it was all right.
It can jump and call again.
"Chiji..."
The little fox scratched his clothes with his paws.
"hungry?"
Brando Hengsi touched the little fox's belly, which was still bulging before going to bed. It was flattened so quickly?
"Chiji..." The little fox jumped on the table and ran out again. When he came back, his stomach was flat.
It’s no wonder that ordinary people can’t afford to support you, so they picked up this little white fox and grew so big. I’m afraid it’s also thanks to the snake. It ate the snake's guts and guts. It's a great supplement.
"When Changqing comes back, we will walk through the snow-capped mountains. If we meet one, we will give you one."
"Chiji..."
The little fox jumped up happily, followed his shoulders, followed by a swish and climbed up.
Branding to let Changyi in, and by the way, get something to eat for the little fox.
When I heard for a long time that the little fox was able to eat, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It seemed that this was really all right. Whether they could find the lady, they depended on the little fox.
When Changyi came in again, he also brought a large bowl of meat, all for the little fox.
The little fox is carnivorous, not grassy.
As soon as the little fox saw meat to eat, he was already waiting at the table. When he put the plate down for a long time, he ran over, sitting on the plate, and gobbled it up.
Branding put down the cup, but he remembered one thing.
"How is the beaten man now?"
And what he asked was that they had just arrived here, and the half-dead person they encountered had already been sent to the hospital, but they didn’t know whether they were dead or alive?
"I heard that there is no major event."
Long Yi replied.
"Give him some silver and let him go back."
Branding held up the cup again and said quietly.
He bowed his hand long and walked out. By coincidence, he also took advantage of the fact that there was nothing wrong now, and arranged the things the son had ordered in advance.
In the medical hall, the old coachman couldn’t help but sighed again. He lowered his head and looked at the silver he was holding. He heard that it was given by a noble man who saved his life. Not only did he send him to the hospital, but now he has also sent him so much money.
Those rogues were also arrested, and there will be no rogues in this place from now on.
This was originally a good thing, and it could be regarded as revenge for him, but he couldn't laugh.
In fact, with these talents, he can return to his hometown and buy something for himself.
I built a house, bought a few animals, and his raised child, so I didn’t want to get in front of him, and treated him like an ancestor, but what's the use? For the sake of silver.
He put the silver in his arms again.
Let's go to the capital. He had promised that little lady to take her back to the capital, and he didn't know if she had escaped.
Regardless of whether she escaped or not.
He still wants to go to the capital, and it is considered that he has not received his money in vain, but has been entrusted by others. If the person is still there, he should still think about it, if he is not there, let him send her soul back to the capital.
He put the silver away, and his rickety body seemed to be a little older, still a lingering body, only a trace of sparks still seemed to be in his eyes.
It never goes out.