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Wei Wuyou had half of his face swollen, and stared at his mother-in-law resentfully, muttering, holding a meteor hammer in his arms, looking around.

Beside the campfire, the mother-in-law was peeling the shells, and the eggs were crystal clear, and they were slowly sent to the mouth.

Gao Luo's meteor hammer is not small and weighs over a hundred catties. If he could engrave a huge magic circle on the meteor hammer, Wei Wuyou touched his chin, and his eyes flashed brightly.

She memorized the huge force formation of Poyun Bow and the wind force formation of Poyun Arrow by heart, and carved a lot on bamboo pieces, but to engrave on fine iron, first of all, she had to have a dagger that could cut iron like mud.

She rummaged through the belongings of Yu Chilin and the others in the warehouse, but found nothing. In a flash of her eyes, she saw the flesh-slicing dagger in the mother-in-law's hand glowing dimly under the beautiful moonlight.

"Grandma, can you lend me the dagger?" Wei Wuyou asked directly,

"No", the mother-in-law refused straight away, the choked Wei Wuyou had nothing to say, and angrily scratched the knife in his hand on the meteor hammer.

Not to mention that the meteor hammer is made of fine iron, it is even more difficult to carve a magic circle on the curved spherical surface, but when he thinks of the power of the meteor hammer after engraving the giant magic circle, Wei Wuyou is eager to try again.

She peeled off the very thin bark, put it on the meteor hammer, and carved it carefully with a knife, thinking about the length and gap of the magic circle pattern.

The bark was carved one by one, the bright moon was on the top of the tree, the firewood was almost exhausted, Wei Wuyou got up and moved around with back pain, added some firewood, and saw her mother-in-law folded her hands, leaning against the tree, sitting and resting .

The black robe still covered his head, only his chin like withered bark was exposed, which was covered with wrinkles. Wei Wuyou sat by the fire, bent over, and looked up almost close to the ground.

The wide hood almost covered most of her face. Looking along the firelight, she could vaguely see her protruding cheekbones, thin cheeks, and deep wrinkles around her mouth.

Seeing that her mother-in-law was still awake, Wei Wuyou crept up to her and bent over to look inside. This mother-in-law had quite long eyelashes and sparse eyebrows.

"What's so good about an old woman's face?" The mother-in-law opened her eyes and scolded,

Wei Wuyou could only vaguely see a pair of eyes that were not cloudy, and then she was slapped on the face with such force that Wei Wuyou's eyes stared out from the slap. , Seeing her mother-in-law's eyes, the edge is slightly exposed.

Wei Wuyou covered his hot face, was so angry that he couldn't speak for a while, turned around angrily, sat in the corner, hugged the meteor hammer, and ignored her again.

After dawn, the two of them went down the mountain with a donkey. The mother-in-law refused to walk, the road was slippery and difficult to walk, and the black donkey walked slowly. Wei Wuyou was worried that the donkey would be frightened, so he blindfolded and led the donkey in front. On the donkey's back, it doesn't move.

There were thunderstorms in the sky, and after a while, spring rain began to fall, white mist drifted in the mountains, mixed with the fresh smell of green grass, Wei Wuyou's shoulders soon became wet, she took out the rain pendant given by her senior brother from the barn, Injecting spiritual energy, an arc-shaped mask is formed on the top of the head.

The raindrops fell on the mother-in-law's black robe recklessly, leaving circles of water stains, Wei Wuyou became angry again, and couldn't bear to let the old man get wet, so he stuffed the rain-proof pendant into the mother-in-law's hand, and the rain-proof pendant shone brighter , even the light shield above the head is thicker, keeping the rainwater out.

Wei Wuyou took out an oil-paper umbrella, the ribs of which were swaying in the wind, she looked up at the thick clouds in the sky, the rain was pouring down on her face, Wei Wuyou wiped the water off her face, looking forward to Let this rain pass quickly.

The mountain is windy and the rain is getting stronger. When the wind blows, the raindrops are splashing and splashing. The deep clothes after being soaked in water are heavy, and the clothes are dripping and kicking around the legs.

Wei Wuyou threw the drenched Jiang Ling towards her mother-in-law, Jiang Ling opened his mouth wide, did not dare to scream, flapped his wings, and fled desperately, as if there was a beast in front of him.

Jiang Ling shook the water off his body, and stood pitifully on Wei Wuyou's hand holding the umbrella. Wei Wuyou laughed, seeing a narrow recess, he led the donkey there to shelter from the rain.

The mountain was flying obliquely, and a piece of rock protruded, four or five feet wide in the horizontal direction, and more than a foot in the vertical direction, allowing only one person to stand, and the rainwater dripped down along the black rock.

Wei Wuyou patted the donkey's buttocks, rushed over and stood sideways, Angela flew in and huddled in the corner, she was holding an oil umbrella, standing next to the black donkey under the rock, the rainwater hit the umbrella, making a tick-tock sound sound.

The mountain wind was whistling, and the heavy rain was coming in no time. Wei Wuyou turned his head and looked at his mother-in-law. She was falling asleep with her head down. The raindrops were dripping on the mask. Rainy, black mushrooms.

Wei Wuyou couldn't help smiling, she felt sorry for the clothes, seeing no one around, she simply took off her wet outer robe, and only wore a white middle coat.

The mountain wind was bitter, the rain was cold, and Wei Wuyou's teeth were trembling. She circulated her whole body's true energy, her limbs gradually warmed up, and her body suddenly became hot and cold.

When the mother-in-law woke up, she saw Wei Wuyou in thin white clothes standing at the entrance of the cave. She bowed slightly, the wet white clothes stuck to her thin back, her shoulders were bony.

"Who asked you to give me this damn thing?! It's unnecessary." When the mother-in-law's disgusted voice came from the side, Wei Wuyou turned his head, and saw a shadow flashing in front of him. She caught it, it was a raindrop.

Inspired by her aura, the rain-proof pendant once again formed a light shield on top of her head, tightly covering the rain, and a light halo of body shield appeared around the mother-in-law's body, keeping the rainwater out.

It turned out that it was unnecessary, Wei Wuyou rubbed his nose, held the rain pendant with his cold fingers, looked ahead, his face was hot, and he remained silent.

"Four or five miles further forward, there is a mountain temple that can shelter from the rain." The mother-in-law's mask expanded to cover the black donkey, patted its head, and said softly, "Little thing, don't get wet!" It’s gone, mother-in-law will take you to the temple to shelter from the rain.”

The wind was blowing and the rain was rushing, the mother-in-law was riding a donkey, strolling forward in the yard, but she didn't hear any movement, she turned her head impatiently, and saw Wei Wuyou fell to the ground with white lips.

A piece of black silk slipped out of her sleeve, wrapped around Wei Wuyou's waist, and pulled her back, "Boy, put on less clothes..." The mother-in-law was about to scold her when she saw her eyes closed tightly, her expression painful, and her cheeks flushed , Stretching out his hand to his forehead, it was hot and hot.

The mother-in-law was silent, sighed softly, hugged her, disappeared in a flash, and appeared in front of a dilapidated mountain temple in an instant.

This mountain temple has been abandoned for a long time, with dilapidated walls, but at least there are gray eaves and green tiles to shelter from the rain, and a few tattered futons are thrown around randomly.

The black ring worn by the little finger of the mother-in-law was inlaid with a dark ruby. With a flash of light, a large animal skin blanket appeared out of thin air. The snow-white fur was soft and thick. Anyone who knew the goods would be shocked to recognize that this was from an extremely cold place. The fur of the ferocious snow spirit bear.

The mother-in-law threw Wei Wuyou, who was soaked all over her body, on the soft blanket, "Well...", Wei Wuyou groaned in pain, she frowned and curled up, sometimes like falling into an ice cellar, sometimes like being in a Roast.

"Father, mother...", Wei Wuyou started talking nonsense, the mother-in-law looked down at her, and after closing those pretentious eyes, the handsome face showed a childishness that had not faded, and she was always afraid of doing everything If it is not good, it will make people look down upon it. If you have troubles, you will not talk about them, and if you have difficulties, you will not ask for them.

"It's so stupid", the mother-in-law muttered, and couldn't help but raised her hand to wipe the raindrops off her face.

"Mother...", Wei Wuyou held her hand, "Don't, don't want me, I'm not a funeral star", the mother-in-law's hand paused, "A Liu...", Wei Wuyou's eyes ooze Tears came, "It's all my fault, I hurt you",

Her hands were grasping in vain, "Puppet, puppet..." Then, she hung down feebly and muttered, listening carefully, she called, "Ale".

"At such a young age, I hide so many worries, are you tired?" The mother-in-law withdrew her hand, and the back of her hand was pressed against her forehead, which was very hot. She simply took off her soaked clothes and lay naked on the bearskin blanket .

The mother-in-law was stunned for a moment, and saw that the white and clean body had more than a dozen criss-crossing, hideous sword wounds, and medicine was applied indiscriminately. The deepest wound on the abdomen was bleeding yellow pus, and there were large shocking bruises from the back of the shoulders to the back. .

There are several scars on the wrist, which should be old injuries many years ago.

"Speaking of age, it's really your great-grandmother. So what?" Looking across her chest, the mother-in-law snorted lightly and lit a fire.

Holding a black dagger as thin as a cicada's wing in her hand, with a sullen face, she put it on the fire and roasted it, gouged out the carrion, and squeezed out the pus until the blood gushed out. Seeing Wei Wuyou shivering in pain, she went to the She stuffed a piece of wood in her mouth, looked at the splashed blood and pus, and said angrily, "It's a pity that this bearskin blanket is lost!".

Jiang Ling fluttered his wings and was about to quack when he gave his mother-in-law a look, then fell silent in fright, and shrank honestly.

When Wei Wuyou woke up, it was night, the fire reflected the dilapidated Buddha statue in the mountain temple, and the shadow was showing its teeth and claws on the wall. Her limbs were weak, as if every bone in her body had been run over, and she couldn't lift herself up. The wounds on the chest, abdomen and back were like gouging out flesh.

"Water...", Wei Wuyou's voice was hoarse, his throat was on fire, and he looked at her mother-in-law who was like a black mushroom, covered in a black robe, sitting in front of the fire, stirring the pot on the fire, and the fragrance wafted out.

"Drink the soup", the mother-in-law filled a bowl of soup, the bowl was black lacquered with gold patterns, Wei Wuyou was hungry, she opened her mouth to drink, the rich smell of meat permeated her lips and teeth, she looked down at the pieces of minced meat floating in the soup, Suddenly nausea.

In fact, this bowl of minced meat soup is soft and delicious, and the bones are stewed milky white, delicious and delicious. When Wei Wuyou sees the meat, he thinks of Yi Ya chopping bones and removing meat and Qi Gong's red mouth and white teeth, eating baby meat, At the moment, the stomach and intestines are turning, and they are about to vomit.

A stone knocked over the bowl in Wei Wuyou's hand, and the mother-in-law suppressed her anger, "Don't eat it if you don't want to eat it!" Wei Wuyou didn't know where to start for a while, so he barely sat up with his upper body up, and shouted, "Spirit descending!" ,water".

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