Chapter 7: Air casket (seven)

The demon bird flew to the sky, but disappeared for a moment, only the feathers flew.
The west wind held the bag tightly, inhaling deeply, exhaling heavily, inhaling and exhaling, repeating seven or eight times, and suddenly a hand fell lightly, and took away a fine velvet sticking to her cheek.
Qingyuan gently brushed his hands, the fluff floated into the air, and fell back magically on Xifeng's head. Qingyuan blinked and went to fetch the fluff again.
If it wasn't for Westwind to beat him, she really wanted to beat him.
Xifeng grabbed his hand and gritted his teeth: "Master Qinglong, what are you doing here?"
Xiaohuo interjected: "Because you didn't give money to the buns, the store put dogs to chase us and we can only run."
Westwind glared: "You two big and small monsters are still afraid of dogs?"
"But we are reasonable monsters."
"Fool!" Xifeng roared and saw Qinglong looking at herself. She laughed twice and shook his hand. "I'm not scolding you."
Xiaohuo is an excited spirit, and the sky is changing. Its owner will be coquettish and scare people to death.
Qingyuan looked at her hand subconsciously. There was no mud this time, and the hand was not white, but it was warm, and it looked exceptionally warm in the cool breeze.
He took her hand in the backhand and scared Xifeng thinking that he was going to beat him, but after a while she discovered something was wrong.
Qingyuan didn't beat her, still touching her little hand.
Xifeng twitched his mouth, trying to get it back, but failed.
Now the dragon is counting her fingers.
Xifeng continued to gritt his teeth and kept smiling: "Master Qinglong, what are you doing?"
"Why, your hands are so warm."
Xifeng immediately sympathized with him, hey, poor dragon. She had long heard that gods and demons are not warm. He sealed himself for 100,000 years. The devil is good.
Human.
At least she thinks so.
The dragon is still counting her fingers, as if she is a thousand-handed Avalokitesvara, he will count the day. Xifeng squinted at him, his breathing feet sighing in his ears: "I just caught a group of birds, and I didn't wash my hands."
Qingyuan slightly paused, slowly released her hand, and then wiped her clothes carefully and wiped it.
"..." This trick was clearly a good way she came up with, but why wasn't she happy?
Xifeng looked at him with a blank expression and used to look at him after doing this. She wanted to scare him again. The place he was going to was dirty and messy, but then thought about it, the monster that she couldn't even notice Afraid to be a super monster, it is dangerous to go alone.
If there is a green dragon, even if she can always grind her teeth in anger, the demon power is there anyway.
She twisted and said: "Brother Qinglong, will you go with me somewhere?"
Xiao Huo shivered again, and the sky changed, the sky changed!
In the afternoon, Bashan Village is no different from the usual one. It has not yet arrived at night, but most of the villagers of Bashan Village who live on hunting have gone up the mountain to go hunting. And asked, "What happened to Yin Zi?"
Xifeng said, "Auntie, don't worry, you will be able to solve everything when you see Yinzi."
The aunt said with relief: "That's fine, Yinzi is a good girl, just a little ignorant."
"immature?"
"She was different from other children when she was a child. She likes to be close to those beasts. Although they are all beasts, they will not harm Yinzi. It is very strange." When we come back from hunting, we always tell us not to hunt or hunt again, but our generation is hunters. If we do n’t hunt, what do we eat? "
Xifeng nodded thoughtfully: "Auntie, I would like to ask, did any strange things happen before the monster that suddenly appeared to ask Yinzi as a sacrifice?"
"In the village?"
The aunt thought about it and shook her head. As soon as she shook her head, the woman next to her came together and said, "Yes, just before the monster appeared, a locust crossed the border and a toad went ashore. The locust covered the sky. Our crops. And the toad, spread all over the floor, jumping violently, scaring the individual. "
Westwind unexpectedly said: "It looks like it's running away."
"Yes, yes, and then the next day a monster came over to ask for sacrifices, we thought, that must be the dismounting power that the monster gave us."
Qingyuan asked: "What is Xiawei?"
Xiaohuo explained: "Just give you some color first."
"Oh."
Xifeng asked again: "What was Yin Zi doing that day?"
"Who knows that child, she ran into the woods all day long, and stayed for most of the day. Fortunately, our folk customs are civilized, and she knows that she is a good girl, otherwise she will be able to do shameful things for her in the woods. "
Qing Yuan asked again: "What is a shameless thing?"
Xiaohuo explained: "That's the kind."
"What kind of kind?"
"Just ..."
Xifeng clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "You two, can't you, want, insert, talk?"
A small fire squatting on Qingyuan's shoulder heard it, and straightened her waist plate to see her—come, come and beat me.
Before he was finished, he saw West Wind slap it.
"Slap."
Xifeng, who was finally in a better mood by patting the Maotuan in the air, patted Qingyuan's shoulder calmly and said with a smile: "There are bugs."
The aunt looked panicked: "You just treat your little follower like that? No matter how small you are, you're a monster."
"No problem." Xifeng looked at the sky and said, "I'll go to Yin Yin's house first."
Bashan Village is not very big, there are more than 100 families, and Xifeng is not a road fan. You will know how to get to Yinzi's house after you walk through it.
The mountain village is built by the mountains, surrounded by mountains. In addition to the road to the town, the other three sides, over the mountains, are still mountains.
So the villagers here are living on hunting, which is really normal.
Every mountain has a mountain god, even if it is not a god, there are demon.
People have seven emotions and six desires, as do mountains.
It ’s just that mortals ca n’t see it.
Thinking of the mountain god, Xifeng thought of the little pity, and asked, "Master Qinglong, how did you deal with the black demon?"
"Why dispose?"
"It woke you up without permission."
"But it took so much effort to lift the seal. It's not easy. The monster who worked so hard is so rare, so I praised it." Qing Yuan puzzled, "But it kept crying and made me spare it."
"..." Xifeng is really ... Never seen such a sincere character.
However, so honest, in the eyes of others, it is the routine, the routine and the routine.
"So why are you sealing yourself?"
Qingyuan's eyes are long shot, his expression is indifferent, his eyes deep and long. Xifeng's heart also grabbed, I was afraid that there was a big hidden feeling inside.
"so boring."
"..." Xifeng pulled out his ear, "ah?"
"bored."
"..."
Did she get rid of the routine by Qinglong? ? ?
She didn't believe him at all!
After asking him so many questions in one breath, the west wind is fragile. According to the practice of people-to-people interaction, she always feels that she has to come up with some problems in exchange to ensure the friendship between the two will last forever-wrong, it is to ensure her personal safety. She generously said: "If you have anything you want to ask me, just ask, whatever you want."
Qingyuan asked seriously: "What exactly do you mean by" invisible things "?"
"……next question."
"Well, what does" that kind of "mean?"
"... Next question." Xifeng regretted it, and she felt that she offended Qinglong now.
"Then ..." Qingyuan seemed to understand something, and didn't ask, "I can't ask questions you don't understand, it will hurt your self-esteem."
"..."
pissed off!
But still have to keep smiling!
Fortunately, he was approaching Yin Zi's house, and Westwind accelerated his pace to prevent himself from being suffocated.
Because Yinzi had not recovered her mind, Yinzi Niang did not go out for farming. She was sitting at the door of her house and pounding medicine. As soon as she saw the west wind, she stopped her work and greeted her.
"Auntie, what about Yinzi?"
"Lying in the house."
"I'll go in and see."
Xifeng pushed the door in and went to the door of Yinzi's room. When he opened the door, the bed was empty and there was no figure.
Yinzi Niang panicked and said: "Yinzi? Where is my Yinzi?"
"I haven't come back yet," Xifeng said. "I know where she is. Don't panic, auntie, Yinzi is fine."
She's more than okay, she's just alive and kicking.
Xifeng thought about it, calmed Yinzi Niang, and went back to the mountain.
Some things will eventually come to light.
"West wind."
The voice is very clear and clear, too formal soft call, so that the west wind has a trance for a moment. She looked back, and the girl's heart couldn't help but thump to the handsome face of Shang Qingyuan.
Even if she wanted to beat him all the time, it was difficult to get rid of this beautiful face.
Damn, she was seduced by beauty!
She blushed and asked, "What's wrong?"
Qingyuan asked: "Why are you called Westwind?"
... This reflection arc is too long!
Westwind confuses: "Because it is not good to call Dongfeng."
Qingyuan nodded clearly and agreed.
"..." was so easily fooled by her.
Could this Qinglong be fake?
Xifeng was about to poke his chest, to probe his spiritual strength, and suddenly the sound of the beast growling in the forest was full of warning.