In those years, the cultivators we cut together

On the official road where people come and go, the girl in animal skin clothes lowered her head and lowered her eyes, hiding her vertical pupils while saying:

"Boss, I want four rolls of this piece of cloth, and six rolls of the yellow one over there."

The shopkeeper who sold the cloth didn't say anything, but nodded and began to load the cloth, while the girl watched him pretend to prevent the shop from cutting too little.

Soon, all the brightly colored cloth was wrapped up and handed over to the girl. The girl quickly gave the money, and took a large roll of cloth with both hands to leave. As soon as she turned around, she saw four people holding stinky tofu. Standing on the side of the road, staring at myself while eating.

On the street, people were coming and going, the traffic was busy, the stunned girl and the four people looked at each other, no one spoke for a while, and after a long time, the only male among the four people spoke.

With stinky tofu stuffed in his mouth, he said vaguely: "Fuluo, do you want to eat? Shall I buy you a bowl?"

"That's right, that stinky tofu tastes pretty good, but it's a bit spicy. Do you like spicy food?" Shangguan Cantaloupe asked while sticking out her little tongue. She was spoiled by the spicy food, and her little mouth was as red as a cherry.

Fu Luo looked at Lin Xiaolu and Shangguan Cantaloupe who were eating stinky tofu, and was stunned.

She didn't know Shangguan Shiliu and Mei'er, but they were very familiar, especially Lin Xiaolu.

Didn't this guy disappear more than 400 years ago?

Why did he suddenly appear in front of him now, and ask himself if he would like to eat stinky tofu like a normal person?

Facing this weird scene, Fu Luo was completely dazed, and couldn't turn his head around for a while.

Back then when Lin Xiaolu was confirmed to be missing, he was still sad, but now...

After hesitating for a moment, Fu Luo looked at the young man who was eating stinky tofu in front of him, and asked hesitantly:

"Lin...Xiaolu? You're not..."

"Oh, I'm here. I came out of Wangchuan some time ago." The young man came to Fuluo with the unfinished stinky tofu, looked at the cloth wrapped in her arms, and said curiously: "Would you buy it?" What are you doing with so much cloth?"

"It's almost Chinese New Year, and I'll make new clothes for the little Rakshasa in the village." Fu Luo subconsciously said, and then she fully realized that she grabbed Lin Xiaolu's arm with surprise in her eyes.

"Lin Xiaolu, you are really not dead, you are still alive! Go back to the village with me!"

In the arena, Lin Xiaolu was dragged away by Fu Luo in a daze, and at the same time did not forget to remind: "Don't get excited, your tail is exposed."

"Oh, I'm sorry." Fu Luo smiled "puchi", put his tail away from the hem of the animal skin skirt, and said happily, "Our village is not far from here, I'll take you there."

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"When the world of cultivating immortals fell, our Raksha clan fell into the mortal world, and then under the arrangement of Mr. Zhong Ni, we took root in this Halo Continent.

Because all spirits and spirits are gone, we lose our previous abilities and become no different from ordinary people. However, our life span is still very long compared to human beings, so we have lived until now. "

In the carriage compartment, Fu Luo laughed and talked about the background of the Raksha clan to several girls, while Shangguan Cantaloupe nodded suddenly while eating fried rice cakes.

"No wonder, I haven't heard from you for a long time. It turns out that you Raksha clan are living in seclusion."

Outside the carriage, Lin Xiaolu who was driving was also surprised, turned his head and asked, "Fu Luo, are you under the jurisdiction of the imperial court in the mortal world now? Then you have been so immortal, and the imperial court has not become suspicious?"

"Oh, we are not under the jurisdiction of the imperial court." Fu Luo said with a smile: "We are protected by the Abacus Sect, which is a sect of cultivating immortals. Just the previous ram Xia Mu, Xiaolu, do you still have any memories?"

"Ram Xia Mu?"

Lin Xiaolu, who was driving, was instantly surprised: "He protects you?"

"Yes."

Fu Luo smiled and said: "Gongyang Xiamu is now the head of the Abacus Sect, and has been protecting our village. Actually, we don't have much communication with mortals, so we occasionally go to the market to exchange some fruits and vegetables grown in the village for some money, and then Buy some daily necessities."

At this moment, the chatty Fu Luo got out of the carriage, sat down beside Lin Xiaolu, and said with a happy smile:

"For more than 400 years, we have been living a life of working at sunrise and resting at sunset. We are quite satisfied, similar to when we were in Rakshatian."

Hearing this, Lin Xiaolu nodded. At this time, he had already driven to a lush green vegetable field. There was a scarecrow on the side of the road in front of him. The scarecrow had a "Raksha Village" sign on its chest.

From a distance, he also saw a few little Rakshasa rolling in the field, with their little tails flicking away.

"If ordinary people enter the village, will they be frightened by this scene?" Lin Xiaolu asked.

Fu Luo smiled and shook his head:

"No, there is an illusion restriction in the village. You can only come in because you are with me. Otherwise, you, Hami Melon, and that Meier should be able to see through. The sister named Pomegranate is only in the alchemy realm. No clothes."

Hearing this, Lin Xiaolu let out a "hmm". Looking at the village in the distance, which was no different from ordinary rural villages, he suddenly felt that this was not bad.

Living a carefree life in this place with green mountains and green waters should be quite happy for the Raksha people.

The carriage drove unhurriedly, and after a while, it arrived at the entrance of the village. As soon as outsiders appeared, they immediately attracted countless people from the Raksha tribe to watch. A large part of these people knew Lin Xiaolu, so when he When it appeared in front of everyone, someone immediately exclaimed:

"I remember him, he was the one who disappeared."

"Yes, when I was young, I saw my father stewing him in an iron pot."

"Wow, I remembered, he was the one who took us to flee from danger, avoiding the bones, and later he led the bones away and saved a lot of people. He is a great hero!"

Under the sun, Lin Xiaolu's carriage was surrounded by countless Raksha tribesmen wearing animal skin clothes. These people with beautiful tails looked at him excitedly, called him a great hero, praised Lin Xiaolu again and again, and thanked him humbly. Fu Luo happily explained to the clansmen while pulling him out of the car.

"We haven't seen each other for a long time, you can stay here for a few more days."

"Ah, that's not good."

"It's okay, Xiaolu, you are the hero of our Rakshasa Village. If it weren't for you, we would have been harmed by the bones." Fu Luo smiled happily.

Lin Xiaolu seemed a little embarrassed to be entertained by the innocent, kind and enthusiastic female Rakshasa, but just as he was about to greet Huadie and the others to get off the car together, another female Rakshasa came over from the crowd.

"Wow~ Lin Xiaolu, you are still alive!"

Lin Xiaolu: ...

The female Rakshasa who rushed out suddenly kept looking at the carriage carriage, and asked stupidly while she was looking:

"What about Ah Yi, why isn't he with you?"

"Uh... Ah Yi didn't come, Tatar, you come down first."

"Oh good." The female Rakshasa named Tatar jumped out of the carriage, looked Lin Xiaolu up and down and asked in surprise:

"Lin Xiaolu, where have you been all these years?"

"Wow, you actually brought three human girls, are they all your partners?"

"Lin Xiaolu, as a warm and friendly Rakshasa, I would like to advise you. This one is too short and you can't have it. It will affect the next generation. This one is too gray and you can't have it. It will also affect the next generation. It's not bad that this is too flowery. The nympho is better than before. Two strong."