Raised a god

Shen Jinzhi originally planned to take a look at the little gray fur ball, but was blocked by Yao.

Shen Jinzhi was unmoved, after all, this is not a place to be taken lightly, even if the green forests and mountains and rivers look good, who knows if the green forests and mountains and rivers can kill people, let alone living things.

The little fur ball was very pitiful, and rolled forward again, covered with some fine leaves, whining twice, but unfortunately the two people in front of it were not kind people, but Shen Jinzhi was a little bit Confuse.

Mr. Shen did a lot of stupid things in the past, but with his temperament, he didn't buy into this little furball. Speaking of it... that day when he was in the hidden path of a spirit, he actually... didn't care about Xiao Xuewei's life or death at all. Don't care about other people's life or death at all.

His heart moved, and he felt that something was very strange.

The little fur ball obviously knew this too, so it screamed more and more miserably, softly, and Shen Jinzhi finally found two bright little eyes from the ball of fur. He's quite energetic, but his hair is not the same as that poor little one.

Shen Jinzhi became even more guarded against this, and after looking at it for a long time, he realized that it was probably a cat cub, but the two ears were very big. If you looked closely, you would know that this little thing had a very sweet and cute face, but it is a pity that it is gray now. The fluttering ball is nothing but pitiful.

The two teenagers, who were obviously indifferent to this, watched it quietly, expressionless.

Little Fuqiu felt a little apprehensive, but saw that although the two people didn't take the initiative to approach it, they didn't seem to be particularly wary of it, so he licked his little paw, took two steps forward cautiously, bowed his head, and signaled his submission.

The two continued to look at it blankly.

Little Fuqiu's footsteps froze. For some reason, although these two people's spiritual power was very weak, but... it secretly took a look at the perfect-looking boy opposite, and felt even more frightened.

The little furball made up his mind, walked forward two more staggering steps, and took two steps to lick his little paw. The pain of the little paw was unbearable, and the little furball felt wronged. No, not even a smile.

The little furball really wants to cry.

But no, Little Fuqiu cheered on himself in his heart. If he missed this village, he would never go to the next shop again, so he took two pitiful steps forward.

The two still stared at it blankly.

So the little hairball really cried.

Powerful spiritual power suddenly vibrated in the woods. Even Shen Jinzhi felt how powerful this spiritual power was, but the spiritual power was completely scattered and had no attack power. Shen Jinzhi soon discovered the source of this powerful spiritual power That little thing that is whining now.

"...Why is it so cowardly?" Shen Jinzhi turned his head to look at Yao.

Yao nodded. With such a powerful spiritual power... this little thing who doesn't know what it is, is just... crying very seriously.

"..."

After hearing this, the little hairball cried even more sadly!

Finally, Shen Jinzhi couldn't take it anymore. Although the spiritual shock had no offensive power, Shen Jinzhi still felt a little uncomfortable after a long time, similar to a feeling of motion sickness, so he had to take a step forward... Stretched out a finger, poked it carefully Poke this little thing.

A little warm, um... a very soft touch.

The little furball saw that someone took care of it, so it knew how to put it away when it was good, sniffed, and stretched out its small tongue to lick Shen Jinzhi's fingers lightly.

Young Master Shen's expressionless face softened.

Fuzzballs are a natural delight.

Seeing that the crying had an effect, the little furball took a peek at the person who was farther away. Although the aura of that person gave it a very bad feeling, as far as the contractor was concerned, it was still more inclined to choose the contractor who was on the opposite side. some.

So when Shen Jinzhi was expressionless and his heart softened, he had no idea that he was disgusted by this pitiful, miserable little furball in front of him.

The little fur ball whined twice in the direction of Yao, and it really succeeded in attracting the boy.

The boy glanced at it and smiled slightly.

Although the breeds are different, Xiao Maoqiu also feels that the person in front of him is too good-looking to look at. He is full of anticipation and his eyes are shining brightly.

So the handsome but unreadable boy said softly: "Speaking of... I haven't touched meat for a long time, I don't know how long I will be stuck here."

When Mr. Shen saw Yao's smile, his heart hardened again, and he glanced coolly at the little fur ball, obviously looking at how much meat it had all over its body, whether it was enough to fit between its teeth.

The little furball flinched, and wanted to cry again...but it was good, it held back, so it, who is very knowledgeable about current affairs, began to wholeheartedly please the not-so-great young man in front of him.

Yao smiled again, "Well... But I don't know what it is, it's not good to eat it rashly, and it doesn't look... not delicious at all."

Little Fuqiu, who was judged as not tasty at all, felt that he was really wronged.

Aggrieved and wanted to cry again qaq.

Naturally, Shen Jinzhi also understood at this time that the little hairball was obviously very spiritual, and he could fully understand his singing and singing with Yao, and he just found it novel. He had seen many small things with spiritual energy, such as the crane that Li Yanfeng sat on last time. It's very immortal, but it's different from that crane, it's a bit too human.

Since he has such a powerful spiritual power, but he is a cowardly little crying bag, it seems that a light poke can make the watery eyeballs shed a few tears, Shen Jinzhi didn't know why he became courageous, He didn't think the little fur ball was dirty, so he held it in his arms and smoothed the fur.

Although the chicken in front of me is a little weaker, it can still be used.

The little crying bag rubbed against Shen Jinzhi, and coquettishly whimpered twice.

Shen Jinzhi was softened by the rubbing, and glanced at Yao, but Yao looked at the little crying bag.

"What the hell is this?"

After deciding for a while, probably after thinking about it, he seemed to come to a conclusion: "It's a fox."

"Fox?" Shen Jinzhi touched the thin and big ears of the little fur ball, "Why does the fox look so weird?"

The little crying bun that was evaluated as unpalatable was judged to be weird again, and the eyes of the little crying bun were filled with tears again.

"It seems to be a puer fox," Yao smiled. "It's not the same as ordinary foxes, and I don't know much about it. It just so happened that a senior sister once raised one. That's just a popular name in our place. I can’t say exactly.”

Shen Jinzhi gently touched the little crying bag's head, and felt that the little crying bag was a bit cute.

Xiaokuibao licked his paws in Shen Jinzhi's arms, then stretched out his fleshy paws for Shen Jinzhi to see.

Shen Jinzhi naturally didn't understand it, but the soft fleshy claws were obviously very comfortable to hold... just a little dirty.

"This is the Broken Spirit Pagoda," Shen Jinzhi murmured, "How can there be such a little thing in such a terrifying place, can it survive? Didn't it mean that this place is full of demons and ghosts? How many years do you have to live here? Why is it still so young... Does it have a mother? It must have..."

Shen Jinzhi was startled again when he said this, although this little crying bag is cowardly, its aura is so powerful, and it is so small, it must have a mother, then its mother must be too strong.

Yao shook his head, "Not necessarily... this fox seems to be cursed."

Shen Jinzhi stretched out his spiritual power to feel it, but he didn't feel anything...

"What curse?"

Yao stretched out a hand to touch Xiaowaibao's head, and said, "It seems to be...the curse of not growing up."

"Will it grow up?" Shen Jinzhi was a little surprised, "Then it is possible that this little thing has lived for many years? Then why is it still so cowardly, doesn't it grow up in body and mind?"

No brains... the little crying bag who got shot again.

"It's also very quiet here." Yao felt that they were probably located deep in the woods now, but it was very quiet here, so quiet that it seemed that there was no life.

Shen Jinzhi understood Yao's meaning, no matter how normal and harmonious this place looked, it certainly couldn't be any ordinary forest.

"Let's take a walk around." Yao thought for a while, and took out a bag of rice noodles in his hand, "I don't have any consciousness now, so I use this as a marker to save myself from getting lost."

Shen Jinzhi responded and walked behind the young man.

Although the reunion with Yao made him very happy, and he also realized that although they had only been together for such a short time, Yao's position in his heart was much higher than he imagined, and it even deviated from his control. Over the past few days, I have always felt that something has changed. Although I am still as gentle as before, but... in various actions, Yao has already taken the initiative.

In the past, he seemed to only care about Shen Jinzhi's thoughts, but it may be that the current situation is really dangerous. Like when he was on Zixia Mountain, there were almost no people who were better than Yao, but when it came to Yiling Yinjing... and Poling tower time.

No matter how gentle and gentle Yao was in front of him, he already exuded the aura of a superior person intentionally or unintentionally.

This kind of breath made...Shen Jinzhi feel a little uncomfortable, and I can't say how uncomfortable, it just feels very disobedient, not to mention that he has ghosts in his heart now, not so pure...thoughts.

Xiaokuibao moved, pulling Shen Jinzhi out of his thoughts.

"Be good." Shen Jinzhi comforted the little crying bag, but the little crying bag still remembered why he came here, it was here to form a bond, although... although it is very comfortable to hug, but the bond is the most important thing thing.

So the little crying bag unswervingly raised its paw again.

Shen Jinzhi frowned, and pressed the little crying bag's paw down.

The little crying bag unswervingly raised it again.

Press again.

Again.

"..."

What's wrong with this? Shen Jinzhi frowned, thinking that something that had lived for too many years might have some peculiarities, so he just left it alone.

The little crying bag held up its paws, and the other party obviously had no connection with it at all.

It held it aggrievedly for a while, and when it got tired, it had to put down its paw and lick it lightly.

How stupid!

Shen Jinzhi didn't know that he was despised by a little counselor again.

The fact that Shen Jinzhi didn't know didn't mean that others didn't know, Yao glanced at the little crying bag, with a kind and vague smile on the corner of his mouth.

The little crying bag had no choice but to lick its paws silently.

The woods are so big that you can't see the end of them. Although Shen Jinzhi feels more at ease by the side, he is still looking at the woods unconsciously.

The trees in the woods do not cover the sky and the sun, and they don't look very old. Shen Jinzhi thought that if this is really the Poling Pagoda, it must have a history of at least thousands of years, but this little crying bag has been taken down. The curse of growing up, then will this forest also be cast with a spell that will not grow up?

It's really too quiet here.

Shen Jinzhi thought, the quietness is hardly like what a forest should be. It is the same as what is often seen in those books. Except for a little crying bag, there seems to be no other living things here, not even snakes, birds, insects and mice. normal.

And... the sun.

Shen Jinzhi narrowed his eyes and looked at the approximate position of the sun.

They have been walking for almost an hour, and the position of the sun has not moved from the beginning to the end.

It seems that this is not a real sun.

What the hell is this place?

The Yao in front suddenly stopped in his tracks, and Shen Jinzhi knew that he had probably discovered something, so he poked his head out to look.

There is no exit, but there is a room.

In this eerie deep forest, there is actually a very simple thatched hut.

There is not only a hut, but also a piece of land, surrounded by a small fence.

Seeing the thatched hut, the little crying bag whined twice excitedly. The two of them couldn't understand whether it was crying or laughing, but they just felt that this house must be something unusual.

The two stepped up their guard and walked towards the house.

It is said to be a very simple thatched hut, but it is indeed the simplest hut. There is a simple plaque on the hut, on which it seems that someone is holding a sword and engraving three words crookedly.

uninhabited.

This word is really ugly, Mr. Shen is a bit picky.

Yao thought for a while, and said, "Is there a senior living here?"

For a long time no one answered.

Yao scratched forward, he just wanted to test it out, but who knew that there were no taboos at the door, and he opened it all at once.

Unexpectedly, although the thatched hut is simple and simple, the sparrow is small and well-equipped with all internal organs, pots, pans, stove and stove. There is even an extremely delicate teacup on the simple stove, and there is a teacup in the teacup. Wang Bishui, Yingying is lovely.

At first, Shen Jin felt very strange.

After thinking for a long time, I was shocked.

This place is too much like a normal mortal's house.

But this is the most abnormal thing.

Shen Jinzhi dare not forget that this is the realm of cultivating immortals, the Broken Spirit Pagoda.

Yao Yao seemed to like the teacup on the stove very much, and picked it up as if to play with it.

Sudden accident.

"You came."

A young man's gentle voice resounded in the room.