On How the Phoenix Hanged on the Crooked Neck Tree

The little boy didn't know where he came from with such great strength, he tore down the wooden boards of the plank road under his feet, and then threw it towards the ghost car in the air.The ghost car was so far away from him, but he was able to throw it at the ghost car every time, even breaking the skin of the ghost car, making it howl in pain.

For some reason, Qiao Yitong suddenly developed an inexplicable sense of trust in the young boy, following his instructions, hit the ghost car and howled endlessly.Seeing that Ghost Che reacted so strongly, Qiao Yitong immediately knew that the several attacks he had just hit had hit Ghost Che's weak point.That kid knew so much about ghost cars, it must have come from something complicated.

Gathering most of his remaining spiritual energy together, Qiao Yitong delivered a fatal blow to the ghost car, and the ghost car was finally defeated and fell into the abyss.

Qiao Yitong landed on the demolished plank road, panting violently against the mountain wall.

At this time, the boy approached, gently holding Qiao Yitong's hand with both hands.Seeing that the little boy patted the back of his right hand lightly, as if to take away his ink cloud fan, Qiao Yitong's heart moved slightly, and he let go of his hand, and the ink cloud fan fell to the wooden board with a "slap".

He must have a heart of self-preservation when he is alone. The origin of this young man is unknown. Even though they had fought side by side just now, he is still a stranger who has only met once, so he cannot help but be on his guard.Mo Yunshan considers him the master, and it is useless for others to come, why not use Mo Yunshan as a bait to test the young boy.

Qiao Yitong's heart turned a thousand times, but the young man just helped him pick up the fan, put it on his other hand, then took his scratched and scratched right hand, and blew lightly: "Does it hurt?"

Feeling the warm breath blowing on his hands, Qiao Yitong didn't know how to answer for a moment.

The little boy said to himself: "It must be very painful, they...damn it."

Qiao Yitong said: "The ghost car is evil in the sky, it is indeed an evil bird that cannot be tolerated by the world. However, you are..." Who are you and why are you here?

Before he finished speaking, the young boy suddenly "shushed" and said, "Someone is here."

After a while, a figure of a person broke into his consciousness.The strange feeling in Qiao Yitong's heart became more and more intense, why did this child already know it before he realized it?What is his strength?

"This fellow Taoist is indeed extraordinary in skill!" A rather rogue voice sounded, it turned out to be the old Taoist priest, he sat on the paper crane and flew back, but I don't know why he went and returned?

The old Taoist seemed to guess what he was thinking, and took the initiative to explain: "I thought, the old Taoist, I can't let the fellow Taoist do it alone. The old Taoist has lived for so many years in vain, so he should help in killing demons and demons, right? It’s just that I didn’t expect it, I didn’t expect the little fellow Taoist to be so brave, and he had already defeated the ghost car, so, it seems that there is nothing wrong with me, the old Taoist hahaha.”

"It's not too late." The young boy said indifferently, "You still have a chance." He pointed to the distance, where the sky was pitch black, as if soaked in thick ink, and among the layers of surging black clouds, there were several Dark shadows are approaching.

The old Taoist priest's "hahaha" laughter stopped abruptly, like a duck being strangled by the neck, which seemed a little funny.Although Qiao Yitong couldn't see it, he could roughly guess what was going on.He is also open-minded by nature, and in such a dangerous environment, the corners of his mouth can still be curled up by the old Taoist priest.

But after laughing, Qiao Yitong's face still showed seriousness. There are so many ghost cars, and given his current situation, it is absolutely impossible for him to win.But if he escapes... Mo Yunshan may be able to pass the ghost car quickly with only himself, but there are two other people besides himself.And the paper crane, no matter what, can't fly the ghost car.

Now, just like last time, before the ghost car came, let them go first, and stop the ghost car's pursuit by himself.After they left, I was left alone, and it was easier to seek a gap to escape.

Qiao Yitong wanted to make up his mind, and before he could speak, he heard the young boy say: "Why do you always disregard yourself like this?"

……What?Qiao Yitong was taken aback by what he said.

The little boy said: "I won't go."

"Uh, uh, then I, I..." The old Taoist guessed Qiao Yitong's plan, and just wanted to say that he should go first, and Qiao Yitong was in the rear, but somehow he was stared at by the boy's cold eyes, and said no more I'm speechless.

Anyway, Qiao Yitong had already saved him once just now, how thick-skinned did he have to be to leave him again and run away alone?You can't be too heartless.What's more, this young man surnamed Qiao has bad eyesight, and his situation is only more dangerous than before.

"...Old Daoist, I will stay with you." He finally said with a gloomy expression.

Qiao Yitong's spiritual energy surged, and he was ready to fight against the speeding ghost car.But I heard the young boy say: "Don't do anything."

Qiao Yitong thought he heard it wrong, and looked back at the young boy, he said calmly: "Just stay where you are and wait to be arrested."

"You want us to die? You child." The old Taoist couldn't believe it.

The young boy didn't seem to want to talk to the old Taoist priest, but Qiao Yitong also showed a puzzled look, and explained in a serious manner with his immature childish voice: "Ghost cars always come and go alone, and never go together in groups. Since the group of ghost cars in front of us are together If we go out, there must be instructions behind us. In this way, they should not harm us for the time being, but will only bring us to the leader who commands them before sending them out."

Although Qiao Yitong has seen records about ghost cars in ancient books, but the records are only a few words after all, with very little information.Why does this little boy, who is only six or seven years old, know so much about the habits of ghost cars?Moreover, when he spoke, there was no trace of childishness. On the contrary, he seemed to be more mature than him, and there was something weird everywhere. This... What's going on?

But at present there is no other way, Qiao Yitong and the old Taoist did as the young boy said.Sure enough, the ghosts just grabbed them with their sharp claws, flew to a small village on the mountain, locked them in a room, and then guarded them outside, but they didn't hurt them.

The old Taoist looked around the house, lay down on the bed and exclaimed, "This house is not bad, it looks like the village chief lives there." Then he stretched himself on the bed.

"Go down." The little boy said.

"Huh?" The old Taoist was taken aback, and shouted, "The little baby has no teeth yet, so he started picking on Daoist's thorns?"

"Let him sleep on the bed," said the little boy, and then stretched out his short fingers and pointed to the ground, "You sleep here."

The old Taoist jumped up from the bed: "Master, I heard right!"

The young boy gave the old Taoist a disdainful look, walked up to Qiao Yitong, took his hand and shook it: "Don't let him bully you."

Qiao Yitong only felt that the hand holding him was soft and chubby, because his fingers were too short, he could only hold his two fingers, he had never been in contact with such a small and cute child, his heart melted after being shaken twice, What request is not granted.Besides, he is not the kind of person who always thinks of others and doesn't consider himself, and he is used to being arrogant and pampered in Fengyundu. Since this Taoist priest is so ignorant, why should he bear him?

Immediately, he took out the ink cloud fan and pointed at the Taoist priest, "You heard me right. Get out of the way."

The old Taoist seemed very upset, but due to Qiao Yitong's threat of force, he couldn't help him, so he walked down to the ground angrily, picked up some hay and firewood and threw himself on the ground and sat down.

Qiao Yitong pulled the little boy to sit on the bed and said: "Children should have better food and lodging, so that they can grow taller."

Just now this little boy helped him fight the ghost car, and lived and died with him.He couldn't say he wasn't moved. Although there were still many mysteries about the young boy, he had already decided in his heart that no matter what his status was, he would treat him well.

"What's your name?" he asked softly.

The little boy asked back: "Why didn't you say it first."

Qiao Yitong smiled slightly: "Qiao Yitong, you can call me Brother Qiao."

"Tong Tong."

Qiao Yitong was taken aback for a moment, then raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, Brother Qiao, I'll let you take advantage of this, so I can say your name now."

It's common for children to like to ask people to repeat their names, but this little boy in front of him is clearly different from ordinary country boys, Qiao Yitong actually didn't care.

"Linfeng." The young boy said seriously, "I remember Tongtong's name, and Tongtong will also remember me."

Qiao Yitong pretended to be puzzled: "What should I do? It's too difficult. I seem to have forgotten it." Feeling the young boy holding his hand tighter and tighter, he smiled and said: "I was wrong, my brother promised you, Linfeng .”

Linfeng laughed, and Yuxue's lovely face glowed, but it was a pity that Qiao Yitong couldn't see it.Linfeng smiled and smiled, and worry suddenly appeared on the innocent face of a child.He stretched out his hand and gently touched Qiao Yitong's closed eyes, feeling Qiao Yitong's eyelashes tremble slightly.

"Does it hurt?"

"Brother, am I afraid of pain?" Qiao Yitong raised his eyebrows, "Don't worry Linfeng, although the poison is strong, but after my brother's cultivation level improves, his eyes will recover."

In fact, when the venom got into the eyes, it caused pain in the heart. Qiao Yitong was spoiled and raised, and was very afraid of pain.But now he regards Linfeng as his younger brother, and thinks he wants to set a good example for him and maintain a heroic image of a good brother in front of him, so he just holds back and talks nonsense to be a hero.

Linfeng blew on his eyes and said, "Brother, don't be afraid, your eyes will recover soon."

Qiao Yitong thought he was comforting herself, her heart was warm, and she just smiled.Sleeping in the small and simple farmhouse with Linfeng that night, he didn't feel bitter, on the contrary, it was a novelty.

It is cool at night on the mountain, and the cold wind blows in through the gaps in the doors and windows, chilling the bone marrow of the frozen people.The old Taoist was sleeping on the haystack underground, crying out for the cold. Qiao Yitong, as a cultivator, was not afraid of the severe cold, so he threw the quilt on his bed to him.Qiao Yitong was afraid that Linfeng would catch a cold and get sick when he was young, so he hugged him to cover him, but he didn't expect to feel very warm when he touched his body.

Linfeng turned over in a daze, and rolled into Qiao Yitong's arms, facing him, the two snuggled together very comfortably.In the darkness, no one saw that Linfeng suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Qiao Yitong for a long time, and finally stretched out his hand to hug Qiao Yitong's arm, bent the corners of his lips contentedly, and fell into a sweet dream.

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Qiao Yitong: Letting a child like you call me Tongtong is doing you a favor.

Linfeng: I am the one who has been taken advantage of by recognizing you, a half-grown boy, as my elder brother.

Qiao Yitong: Don't...can I call you brother?

Linfeng: (coaxing) Let out a call.

Qiao Yitong: (blushing)... Brother.

Linfeng: (smiling) Be good, brother protects you.