Weird fairy

Chapter 208 Someone Watches

"What's wrong, real person?" Seeing Li Huowang's nervousness, he took a few steps back.

Those black pottery vats in the distance don't look unusual, they are completely ordinary pickled vegetable vats, the only feature is that there is an inverted lucky word on it.

Li Huowang looked at those vats and did not relax his vigilance in the slightest, "Something just glanced at me from there!"

"Look at you?" Jin Shan looked hesitantly, and looked at the jars in the distance again.

"Could there be someone inside? But real people, the jar is too small to hold a person."

"I didn't say that people were looking at me!" Li Huowang resolutely spread "Daqianlu" on the ground.The bloody fingernails quickly flew over, easily cutting through the black pottery jars.

The sound of "crash" kept ringing, and the black pottery jars burst one after another, and the brown salt water mixed with pickles spilled all over the ground.

Li Huowang didn't relax his vigilance, he walked over carefully, picked up the pottery pieces with the sword in his hand and checked them carefully one by one.

After careful inspection.Li Huowang didn't find anything abnormal, these jars really only know the jars for pickling pickles.

The sound aroused people in the room, and an old woman on crutches walked over tremblingly, "You baby, why did you smash my vegetable jar! Lose money!"

Li Huowang put away his sword, took out some broken silver from his pocket and threw it at her feet, facing her vigilantly and retreating step by step.

"Really, where are you going? Isn't it to buy food?" Jin Shanxun hurriedly followed.

"Leave this place first, let's go to another place to buy!" After just a moment, Li Huowang has completely lost trust in the village in front of him.

In this critical period, Li Huowang would rather guess wrong than be ambushed by something. He no longer wants to suffer from this kind of loss.

Faced with Li Huowang and the two walking away, the old woman didn't stop her anymore, but leaned on her crutches and picked up the broken silver on the ground, muttering in her toothless mouth, as if she was cursing something.

After leaving the village, Li Huowang led a group of people to continue on the road, and they rushed all the way until late at night.

In a bamboo forest, they finally stopped. No matter what the line of sight was, the distance was far enough to avoid danger.

The bonfire was raised, and the group began to set up pots to cook. Although everyone was tired, they still had to eat.Otherwise, the body can't hold it at all.

Li Huowang didn't do these chores. He stood on the roof of the bullock cart and used his excellent eyesight to continuously inspect the surroundings like a watchtower.

Mantou also seemed to understand Li Huowang's thoughts, put his nose on the ground, and sniffed continuously in circles.

But until after eating, there was still nothing abnormal, as if the sight in the village before was an illusion.

"Did I feel wrong?" Li Huowang had a little doubt about himself.In fact, he has never been very trusting of his own feelings.

But soon he put this completely unnecessary doubt behind him, and he has already done something without hesitation.

"Brother Li, dinner is ready, come and eat."

Today I ate bamboo shoot noodles made from local materials.The fresh bamboo shoots are crispy and sweet. Although there is no meat, the thick layer of lard on the noodle soup soothes Li Huowang's shriveled stomach.

Surrounded by the bonfire for a while, other people ate in full swing, the sound of drinking soup, and the crisp snapping of bamboo shoots could be heard endlessly.

Feeling drowsy after eating and drinking, the tired others lay directly under the quilt and closed their eyes.

It was Li Huowang who was watching the night tonight. At this time, he couldn't trust others.

Soon there was no other sound in the bamboo forest except the crackling of the bonfire.

Only Li Huowang was left sitting by the campfire, gently stroking the soft hair on Mantou's body with his hands.

But he is not an iron man after all, and soon felt sleepy.

After shaking his head vigorously, feeling that the drowsiness had not been dispelled, Li Huowang took out a sharp awl from the hem and pierced it directly into the palm of his right hand.

The blood-stained Taoist robe turned even redder, and the severe pain made Li Huowang's whole body tense, and he immediately refreshed himself without any drowsiness.

"Master Xiao Dao, if I had come to replace you, the old man would have slept less."

Although he didn't see anyone, Li Huowang already knew who was behind him through the sound of footsteps and the familiar smell of shredded tobacco. "Squad Master Lu, sleep with you. You have to hurry tomorrow, and you will not be able to take it tomorrow if you are on vigil today."

Lu Zhuangyuan sat down beside Li Huowang with his wrinkled face. He carefully wound three shredded tobacco from the cigarette bag, mixed with some dead leaves on the ground, put it into the hole of the cigarette rod and lit it.

"Master Dao, what do you think of my youngest son?"

"Huh?" Li Huowang glanced at Lu Xiucai who was sleeping next to his brother and sister-in-law.

He didn't have a good impression of this young man, not to mention timid, and he hesitated and hesitated in everything he did.

"Master Xiaodao, I know it's a little wishful thinking, but I still want to put on an old face and ask the old man, can he make him worship you as his teacher?"

"That kid is actually not an actor. He has never spoken before. Don't be disgusted. You don't expect you to teach him all the supernatural powers. Even if he does, it will be smoked on the grave of our Lu family ancestors."

Just as Lu Zhuangyuan finished speaking, he found that the reaction of the little Daoist was to stand up suddenly.

"It's coming! Get up!" Li Huowang yelled violently, causing other people who had just fallen asleep to wake up rubbing their eyes.

"Be alert!" After Li Huowang finished speaking, he walked slowly towards the bamboo forest beside him with his sword in hand. The bamboo forest that should have been crisp green looked extraordinarily gloomy under the cover of darkness.

Not long after walking, Li Huowang saw two white porcelain jars among the bamboos.

The jars were not big and looked similar to watermelons. There was a long strip of red lettering on the two jars, and some words were written on them with a brush.

Deceased mother: Empress Yang's Fengling

Grandfather; Grandfather Li Gongquan has the position
Obviously these are two urns, as evidenced by the traces of worship in front of the urns.

Seeing this urn, Li Huowang hesitated a little, really want to smash this urn?God knows what will pop out of it later.

After thinking about it, Li Huowang slowly backed out.The flames in the distance also gradually disappeared, and everyone started to hurry in the middle of the night.

After an unknown amount of time, the lids of the two ashes urns slowly lifted up, and the heads of two children with white powder smeared on their faces emerged from the urns.

They are obviously not ordinary children, their heads are only the size of an ordinary man's fist.

The round blushes on both sides of their cheeks were particularly conspicuous on their snow-white faces.

The little people looked at each other and laughed, and then their arms and legs, also powdered with white powder, stretched out through the urn.

Just as the two were about to leave, they were blocked by a figure falling from the sky.

Li Huowang gritted his teeth, and stared at the two weird things in front of him with bloodshot eyes due to lack of sleep.

(End of this chapter)