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It has been three years since Ban Xia was surrounded by a few children on the trail in the village.

Zhuoyan has always been unwilling to transform into a human body outside.

Ban Xia looked at the scorching flame lying in the doorway basking in the sun in a circle for a moment.

This small ancestral hall is no longer the dilapidated one it was before, with pear wood beds, sandalwood tables and chairs, white porcelain teacups, and there is a cushion at the door for lying on your stomach when you are basking in the scorching sun.

If it weren't for worrying about attracting too much attention, the appearance of this ancestral hall would be changed.

Pinellia likes to see Zhuoyan basking in the sun. The fox body is squinting lazily, a pair of crimson pupils are shimmering in the sun, and the beautiful fur is as soft and smooth as if shining. A pair of foxes The ear trembles slightly from time to time, not to mention how beautiful it is.

But he prefers the appearance of Zhuoyan appearing in human body, and he likes Zhuoyan talking to himself in human body.

Ban Xia thinks that Zhuo Yan's voice is the most beautiful sound in the world, even the sound of birds singing every morning is far inferior to the voice of Zhuo Yan when he laughs lightly.

Zhuo Yan still teaches Ban Xia to read and write every day. After eight years of study, Ban Xia has been able to copy Zhuo Yan's characters to ninety-nine percent, and Zhuo Yan often praises him.

Whenever Ban Xia completes the tasks assigned by Zhuo Yan, Zhuo Yan will not only praise him, but also tell him stories.

There are many things in the story of burning flame that fascinate him.

This day, Ban Xia was practicing handwriting, and at this time, Zhuo Yan was sitting opposite the table, gently propping his chin with one hand, staring at Ban Xia who was concentrating on writing with his crimson eyes, and suddenly said: "Ban Xia, I want to hear a story Is it?"

Ban Xia Man Man looked up at him.

Today, Zhuo Yan taught him a poem, and he is silently writing sentences. He hasn't finished writing yet, so he has to tell a story in advance?

"Today is your birthday, remember?" Zhuo Yan stretched out his hand and lightly hooked a lock of hair in front of Ban Xia's body, fiddled with it carelessly.

Ban Xia doesn't remember his own birthday, Zhuo Yan told him this date, but he still nodded, looking forward to tonight's longevity noodles.

From the age of ten, Ban Xia can eat longevity noodles made by Zhuo Yan on her birthday every year.

"So today I give you permission to rest for a day, so you don't need to practice."

Zhuoyan took the pen in my hand with his jaw-supporting hand, and led me up to the bedside.

The original straw-covered bed has been covered with soft pillows and thin quilts.

Zhuoyan took off his shoes for him, Banxia climbed onto the bed, and then Zhuoyan took off his outer shirt and went to bed.

After Zhuoyan leaned against the head of the bed and finished, Banxia habitually rested her head on Zhuoyan's abdomen.

The scorching hand brushed Ban Xia's forehead lightly, he felt a momentary heat on his forehead, before he had time to feel strange, the heat subsided again.

Ban Xia blinked, felt it carefully, and after confirming that she couldn't feel anything, she didn't think about what was going on.

Ban Xia heard Zhuo Yan say to herself: "The story I'm going to tell you today needs you to remember carefully."

Ban Xia nodded in his arms, only seeing his appearance, Ban Xia thought in her heart: I remember everything you said, every single word.

"This story has probably passed...over 500 years, and it's a very, very boring story..."

Ban Xia blinked and thought: No, as long as it is what you said, I will not feel bored, because that is what you told me.

Ban Xia felt a little strange, the story hadn't officially started yet, why did the eyelids suddenly feel heavy?

Ban Xia tried hard to keep his eyes open, trying to concentrate on looking at Zhuo Yan, but his vision was still getting blurred.

I obviously don't want to sleep... I obviously don't want to...

There was a sudden darkness in front of him, Ban Xia was stunned for a while.

He didn't know if he was dreaming. He couldn't see anything now, and the surroundings seemed to be nothingness.

Ban Xia's heart was beating violently, seeing the scorching flames made him feel very flustered, and he couldn't help thumping his hands and feet.

Suddenly, Ban Xia felt a sharp stabbing pain in his eyes. He closed his eyes tightly by conditioned reflex, and wanted to cry out, but in his mind, the image of Zhuo Yan organizing himself to make a sound again and again, and it seemed to be ringing in his ears. Zhao Yan said "don't talk".

Ban Xia gritted his teeth and held back. In this sharp pain, he felt that the days were like years. After the pain finally subsided, Ban Xia tried to open his eyes. When he saw everything around him clearly, he was stunned. .

Ban Xia thought blankly: Am I still sleeping in Zhuo Yan's arms?

Ban Xia was standing on the crowded street at this time, the sound of hawking, the crying of children, and the bargaining of peasant women could be heard all around.

It was the first time for Ban Xia to be in such a place, his heartbeat became more and more anxious, and he subconsciously looked around for burning flames.

However, he did not find Zhuoyan, but was found by someone.

The woman who suddenly grabbed his arm in front of him was looking at him angrily, which made Banxia a little confused.

Seeing that Banxia was motionless and looking at herself, the woman became even more angry, and said angrily, "Really, didn't I tell you to hold me back?! Tell you to keep quiet!"

At this time, the woman was holding Ban Xia's arms, and the two lumps on her chest were soft and clearly palpable.

Although Ban Xia still doesn't understand human affairs, Zhuo Yan still taught him some things that he should know, plus he has never been in contact with a woman since he was so old, which made him blush thoroughly, and he didn't dare to push him away and hug him casually arm man.

In addition to anger and grievance in the woman's almond eyes, she does not look overwhelming, but Xiaojiabiyu.

"The last time I was robbed, I didn't make a sound. If you do this again and again, what do you want me to do if something happens?" The grievance in the woman's eyes gradually gained the upper hand.

Ban Xia was at a loss, he was sure he didn't know the woman in front of him at all.

Looking at the woman's face that seemed to be about to cry, Banxia didn't know what to do, but was more bored. Now he just wanted to find Zhuoyan earlier, but he found that his hand had been placed on it at some point. The woman's hair was on the top, and she rubbed it lightly.

Only later did Banxia realize that this didn't seem to be her own body.

He cannot control this body.

After receiving the comforting touch from the other party, the woman finally calmed down. She tightly hugged Ban Xia's arm and did not let go any more.

"Walking like this is too slow. Even if you want to enjoy the scenery along the way, let's walk slowly after we get out of this city. You really scared me."

The woman patted her chest in fear.

Before Banxia could react what she meant, in the blink of an eye, he found that he and the woman had suddenly changed places.

Here is a forest, there are no longer bustling crowds, only winding trails, which seem to be walked by people from time to time.

At this time, the woman let go of Pinellia's arm, and complained: "I really dare not let go of you anymore, what happened to you, I can't explain to my sister."

Ban Xia looked at the person in front of her in astonishment, wondering if she was also a fairy.

Ban Xia never answered the woman's words, but the other party didn't seem to care, and casually pulled a wild flower by the roadside, and asked, "Why do you like running outside so much?"

"You clearly know how many people outside want to arrest people from your clan, ah... it seems that there are not many people in your clan, right?"

"It's no wonder, who gave you such abilities? What's worse is that you have encountered a curse..."

"Hey, I said, judging from the current situation, it's better for you to stay with us. You also know that my sister likes you, so I won't force you to talk..."

The woman babbled by herself, Ban Xia listened, but didn't understand a word.

He didn't know what kind of place he came to, and he didn't know whose body he was in now. He couldn't feel the traces of the original owner's existence, as if... as if the soul of this body had been dead for a long time It's been a long time, and there is no trace of its existence.

The only thing Ban Xia knows now is that the owner of this body is not allowed to speak, just like herself, but it is uncertain whether this body can speak.

While listening to the woman's chanting, Ban Xia was thinking about what he should do. Gradually, he suddenly realized that there was no woman's voice in his ears.

Banxia looked up to her right side strangely, but didn't see the person who was supposed to be walking on her right.

He was startled, and suddenly it was dark again.

This time he didn't stay in such darkness for a long time. After a flash of bright light, he saw clearly where he was currently.

Compared with the bustling streets before, this time it was a completely different scene.

This is a battlefield, the ground is full of dead bodies, the ground is stained red with blood, the corpses are not human, they are all foxes.

fox.

Cold sweat oozes from Ban Xia's body, and he suddenly thought of Zhuo Yan.

Burning Flame's original form is also a fox.

"Ah Huan...Ah Huan..."

Ban Xia heard someone talking at her feet, and felt her trousers being pulled.

He lowered his head, just in time to collide with a woman with crimson eyes.

Crimson.

"Ah Huan..." The long snow-colored skirt on the woman's body was already stained red by her own blood, her black hair was messed up, her lips were red and her teeth were white, looking like a painting, but black blood kept gushing out from the corner of her mouth.

"Ah Huan...Ah Huan..."

The woman kept calling this name, and even with each call, more blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

Ban Xia felt the woman pulling her trouser legs, meaning she wanted to squat down.

Ban Xia hesitated for a moment, but squatted down, and carefully supported the woman gently, letting her lean into his arms.

"Ahhuan..." The woman tried to look at Banxia's face with slightly out-of-focus eyes, and tried to hold Banxia's hand with trembling hands, "Ahhuan...I don't blame you..."

After the woman took his hand, she kept repeating softly: "I don't blame you..."

Ban Xia felt that her eyes were a little sore, and this feeling seemed familiar.

He still remembered that the last time he had this feeling was when he met Shuang Jiu by the lake for the first time, because he was afraid that Shuang Jiu would take away the scorching flames, he suddenly cried out.

"Ah Huan...can you say you love me? Just one...just one sentence..." The woman put Ban Xia's hand close to her cheek, and gently rubbed it.

"One sentence...you too...you won't die, you can say three sentences...this is the second sentence..." Moisture appeared in the woman's eyes, "It hurts...Ah Huan...Ah Huan... say something, comfort me... okay?"

It became more and more difficult for the woman's eyes to focus. She was already on the verge of death, and being able to hold on for so long was already the limit.

Before the woman's crimson pupils were completely covered by her eyelids, Ban Xia found that the body had opened her mouth and said in a trembling voice: "I... love you."