Retired shadow guard's guide to raising cubs

The red sun was sinking to the west, and a donkey cart was swaying on the country road.

The driver was a child with two hairpins tied up in the sky.He was sitting on a small cart made of wooden planks, holding a whip to drive a donkey in his hand, twisting his buttocks and refusing to sit down honestly, his legs were dangling outside the small cart, singing a nursery rhyme: "In the beginning of man, sex Originally good. Similar in nature, □□. Gou... Gou... At the beginning of human beings, nature is good. Sex is similar,..."

For a song, he only caught the first two lines and sang it over and over again. No matter how nice a nursery rhyme is chanted by him, it will become a magical sound.

Amao, the donkey pulling the cart, turned his ears away from the child, as if "I only hate my ears for being too long".

A deep and hoarse voice, obviously belonging to an adult man, suddenly came from the car: "Amin, did you forget the Three Character Classic that Qiu Bai taught you yesterday?"

The driving kid named A Ming smirked a few times, trying to get away with it.

It's a pity that the person who made the noise obviously won't let him go so easily.

Amin scratched his head, glanced around, caught a glimpse of a small bag of apples on his hand, quickly took out one, held it in both hands and handed it to the man, smiling flatteringly: "Hey, Mr. Ran, you can eat it." Apple. This apple is big and sweet, but delicious."

Mo Ran sat up from the car and took the apple.

Thinking that he had escaped a catastrophe, A Ming breathed a sigh of relief quietly. He looked at the bright red apples in the bag, and the more he looked at them, the more he wanted to eat them, so he went straight to it.

But before he touched the apple, his outstretched hand was "slapped" off.

Amin looked at Moran with tears in his eyes, and the longing in his eyes was about to overflow.

Mo Ran sighed: "Dirty, wash your hands first."

Without seeing how he moved, a head-sized blue water polo suddenly appeared in front of Amin.

Amin was not surprised by these, obediently put his hand into the water polo, washed his hands, and then shook off the water drops.

The water polo disappeared as suddenly as it appeared.

Mo Ran handed the peeled apple to Amin's hand: "Eat it."

"Thank you, Mr. Ran!" Amin cheered, and took a big bite, which was as big and sweet as he said before.

Mo Ran dissipated the knife formed by spiritual power, sat cross-legged on the side, quietly looking at the clumps of weeds on the side of the path, or replied once or twice when Amin talked to him.

"Master Ran, you are really amazing."

"Amin can become powerful in the future."

"Like you?" Amin's eyes lit up.

Moran shook his head.

Even if he is willing to teach, with Amin's qualifications, it may be difficult to achieve success.

A Ming draws the tone dejectedly: "Oh——"

Mo Ran thought for a while, and added: "After Ah Ming has learned all the characters Qiu Bai taught you, I will teach Ah Ming martial arts."

"But the words taught by Uncle Jiang are both troublesome and hard to remember. I always learn them today and forget them the next day. I don't know how long it will take me to learn them..." As he spoke, Amin frowned and sighed like a grown-up. He took a deep breath, and the apple in his hand didn't seem so delicious anymore.

Mo Ran saw A Ming's expression in his eyes, and felt a little funny, but didn't know how to comfort him.After hesitating for a moment, he stretched out his hand and rubbed Amin's head: "Amin is so smart, he will learn."

In exchange, Amin hugged his head and yelled: "Master Ran, please be gentle, you will break up the little knots that sister Xiaoyan tied for me. What you said is true? Don't go back on your word!"

Just as Mo Ran was about to agree, he suddenly looked serious, put his right hand to his lips, and made a "silence" movement.

A Ming immediately calmed down, and looked at Mo Ran without blinking, for fear that something might happen.

Mo Ran frowned and let go of his consciousness, scanning the surrounding land inch by inch.

Just now, he noticed traces of the use of the teleportation talisman.

The vicinity is full of mortal towns, and there are very few monks.If someone comes here with evil intentions, no one can stop him except him.

Without much effort, Mo Ran found his target.

According to the grass not far from them, there was a person lying on his stomach, looking like a child, who seemed to have fallen into a coma.

You can't just leave it alone.

Mo Ran drew a defensive barrier, covering A Ming and the donkey A Mao, and said: "A Ming, you and A Mao stay here and don't move. I'll go and see."

"Yeah." Although A Ming is young, he also knows that this is not the time for him to make trouble.He nodded and watched Mo Ran leave.Then with a cat waist, relying on his small stature, he hid himself in the small car.

Mo Ran followed the place where the divine consciousness was probing and took a look. The person lying on the ground was covered in blood and his face could not be seen clearly, but he was indeed a child, only a little older than A Ming.

Mo Ran sighed secretly, squatted down, and wanted to investigate.

Unexpectedly, before his hand touched the boy, the boy seemed to have woken up, with half-opened eyes struggling desperately, trying to crawl away from Mo Ran.

But he was seriously injured, not to mention crawling, it was difficult to even move his fingers.

Even so, the boy still didn't want to be caught without a fight.He refused to give up, tried to support his body with his hands, and threatened weakly: "You...don't...come here, I...have... .There is a...detonating symbol, kill...kill you..."

Detonator?From the looks of it, this child is a cultivator of immortality, probably from Nine Heavens, who somehow ended up here.

The law of the jungle is the rule of nine days.

But these have nothing to do with him, he has already left there, and the soldiers came to cover up the water and soil, he Mo Ran has such confidence.

Mo Ran held down the boy's hand that was still struggling and resisting, and spent a little spiritual power over it, at least it was able to stabilize the boy's injury.

............

After finally using the teleportation talisman to escape, Mu Jinnian, unable to bear the pressure of teleportation, was seriously injured.

My mind, which was tense due to running away, loosened.

Anyway... Those people didn't catch up so quickly, it's safe here for the time being...

With this thought in mind, Mu Jinnian fell into a coma irresistibly.

Unexpectedly, he didn't rest for long, and the nightmare-like black shadow suddenly appeared in front of him like a shadow.

Run, run!

Howling and screaming in his heart, his body on the verge of collapse couldn't respond to his will, so he was caught at the pulse gate.

Can't escape... Can't escape...

Mu Jinnian realized desperately that so many people had died, and even he was seriously injured, but he still couldn't escape?

Since there is no escape...

Then let's die together!

Putting all his eggs in one basket, Mu Jinnian mobilized the last remaining spiritual power in his body, trying to inject it into the detonating talisman.

Just at this moment, a gentle and pure spiritual power poured into the body, caressing the dry meridians.

Under the turmoil of the mood, the needle-pricked head could not bear such stimulation, and Mu Jinnian fell into a coma again.

When his consciousness was about to fall into darkness, he seemed to hear someone saying: "Come with me, I can save you."

Mo Ran carefully picked up the boy's bruised body and went to find A Ming.

Jiutian, he really made trouble for himself.

However, wouldn't it be a pity to just put this little wolf cub who was lost by someone else here and let him die.

It is a rule he set for himself to save those who are dying, and he has never violated it for many years, and this time is of course no exception.

Mo Ran did a simple inspection just now.

The child's injury looked serious, but in fact it didn't hurt the vitals, it was all skin trauma, plus he had lost too much blood and was exhausted, so it was not difficult to save.The only trouble is that his meridian has already been damaged, if it is allowed to go on like this, it is likely to be useless.

"Master Ran? Master Ran, you are back!" Amin, who was hiding in the car, saw the person coming through the gaps in the planks, and his nervousness was swept away.He jumped out of the car and rushed towards Mo Ran, "Master Ran..."

Halfway through, Amin found that Mo Ran was holding a blood man in his arms. He jumped up and stopped quickly: "Master Ran, who is this?"

"A little brother who was injured. I'll take him back to the hill and ask Xiaoyan to take a look at him." Worried that the donkey cart would be jolted and the boy's injury would be aggravated, Mo Ran didn't ride in the donkey cart, just hugging the boy like this. Send him spiritual power intermittently, and prepare to walk all the way back.

After hearing Mo Ran's words, A Ming suddenly realized: "Huh? Just like A Ming?"

Ink nodded.

Amin was also picked up by him, it is indeed the same.

"Then let's go, little brother is injured so badly, don't waste time." A Ming climbed back to the car in twos and twos.

The presence of wounded people undoubtedly slowed down their speed.I was supposed to rush back when the sun was setting, but I walked half an hour longer.

Through the sky full of stars, A Ming and Mo Ran clearly saw a person standing there at the end of the mountain road.

It must be Uncle Jiang/Jiang Qiubai.

The two looked at each other, both very guilty.

Just when Mo Ran was thinking of leaving A Ming and running alone, he saw Jiang Qiubai bowing to this side from a distance: "Master Ran, you are back."

The voice is smooth and steady, and there is no emotion.

Mo Ran, who knew Jiang Qiubai well, immediately stopped running, and went up to meet the injured person he encountered halfway: "Qiubai, you came just in time. There is a person here who was seriously injured and needs treatment. Xiaoyan sleeps Is it down?"

"You picked someone back again?" Jiang Qiubai sighed, saving people is the most important thing, and it's not too late to talk about the rest tomorrow, "Amin, take Amao back to sleep. Children sleep too late, be careful not to grow up." Gao. Master Ran, Xiaoyan just said that she needs to sort out the medicinal materials, so she probably hasn’t slept yet. You must be tired after running around all day. Leave him to me.”

"That's good." Mo Ran was completely at ease with Jiang Qiubai, he was one of the few calm and reliable people on the hill.He passed the person over: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Jiang Qiubai looked at Gentleman, his martial strength is not low, and it is even easier to hold a child.He shook his head and said in denial: "This is what I should do, you don't have to thank me."

"Inform me immediately if there is any accident." Mo Ran flipped his hands to catch the unknown hard object that fell from the injured patient.

This is a beautifully crafted little brand that starts cold.Under the moonlight, the character "Mu" flying dragons and phoenixes on it came into view.

This brat has a lot of background, it turned out to be...

"Master Ran, is there anything else you can do?"

"No, no. After sending the person to Xiaoyan, you should go to bed earlier." Mo Ran put away the token and waved his hand, "Let's talk tomorrow."

It's Jiutianmu's family, it's troublesome.