The little fox became popular after being picked up by the actor

The ground shook and the mountains shook, something unexpected was hitting the door, Shen Yaobai's face was pale, but he still clenched his fists, his thin body stood in front of the door, blocking all the defenseless women and children behind.

He understood that Shen Linglong didn't keep him here for selfish reasons - he is the genius who has cultivated to eight tails the fastest in the millennia of the nine tails clan, and is also the little patriarch who has always hoped to break through the nine tails and revive the glory of the clan , apart from Shen Linglong herself and the five guarding elders, he is the most powerful person in the clan.

Behind him represents the continuation of Qingqiu's bloodline, and he is the last line of defense for these continuations.

If he dies, the Nine-Tails clan will be exterminated.But as long as he was alive, he couldn't let them die before him.

With a sound of "teng", blue flames rose from his hands. He raised one hand and touched the solid stone door, and the creatures outside the stone door seemed to sense it, and the force of hitting the door suddenly increased. Bigger!

Sand and stone rolled down from the top of his head, Shen Yao's face remained unchanged, and the flame in his hand suddenly disappeared without a sound.

The next second, there was a shrill scream from outside the stone gate, like a ghost crying—or maybe it was the crying of an evil ghost.

The restriction of this door is only to block the inside and outside, but it will not prevent the inside from attacking the outside, and the food stored in the shelter is enough for everyone present to live for 30 years.

From this point of view, it should be considered safe here.

There was another silence outside the door. Shen Yao sat down cross-legged and guarded the stone door without any expression. Yi Lan in his body was startled—if this place is really so safe, why did he only escape back then? Mother alone?

Anxiety arose in his heart. Through Shen Yaobai's eyes, he looked around at the rest of the Nine-Tailed Clan. The little fox cubs huddled together in a pile. Yi Lan still remembered the warmth when they lay on his body. A soft, soft touch, but it won't be long before they will all be buried here.

"Don't sit still," Yi Lan's consciousness was trying to shout, "Don't be in a daze... quickly think of a way to send them out! Otherwise, you will all die!!"

As soon as this sentence was uttered, Yi Lan suddenly realized something, as if a cold sword had pierced her chest.

What he saw was just a memory.

Not to mention that Shen Yaobai couldn't hear his voice, even if he could hear it, how could things that have become history be changed?

He could only be a bystander, watching the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood he had seen in the illusion formation reappear in front of his eyes.This time, he couldn't even fight the ghost himself, he was just a passer-by who happened to witness all this from a thousand years later.

He can't do anything.

After being silent for a long time, Yi Lan recovered from the trance, suddenly rejoiced, luckily this was Shen Yaobai's memory, not his.

If it was him, in the face of such an overnight upheaval, he might collapse directly, and he might not be as calm as Shen Yaobai.Although he also understands that Shen Yaobai's composure is only for the group of people behind to see, no matter how painful he is, he can only temporarily seal up the pain.As the guardian of the refuge, he must be reliable enough so that the women and children behind him can rest assured and wait for their hope of life.

Shen Yaobai sat quietly for a long time, when an aunt came to bring him water, but he refused to go back.

He has long been bigu, eating only for appetite, but at this moment his heart is so barren that he can't eat anything.

After an unknown amount of time, a familiar call suddenly came from outside the stone gate, accompanied by a gentle knock on the door:

"Little patriarch."

Shen Yaobai trembled all over, staring at Shimen with bloodshot eyes.

It was the voice of the three elders.

No, it can't be the third elder. The third elder must be on the front line with other elders, so it is impossible to appear here...

Shen Yaobai held his breath and concentrated, and made a "quiet" gesture to the women and children behind him, and the voice of the "Three Elders" echoed in the cave:

"Yaobai, open the door, we have successfully sealed the crack, let the children go home..."

A few little foxes were about to cheer almost instantly, and then they were frightened by the eyes of the adults next to them.

Shen Yaobai said coldly: "Then why don't you open the door yourself?"

The third elder was silent for a few seconds, and replied: "The patriarch said that this restriction cannot be opened from the outside, and the people inside can go out by themselves."

Shen Yaobai didn't speak.

The third elder continued: "Little patriarch, come out quickly, it's getting dark, it's time to go home."

Shen Yaobai asked softly: "Is it dark?"

The third elder didn't understand, so he said, "Yes, it's getting dark."

Shen Yaobai lowered his head, raised his hand and slowly touched the stone door.He closed his eyes, the flame rose and disappeared from his hand, and then, there were shrill screams from the stone gate, each one getting sharper and louder.

Shen Yaobai's eyes fell on the dozen horizontal bars on the ground.Every hour, he would draw a line on the ground. It was clearly past noon now, so how could it be dark?

"Evil ghosts escaped, resentment filled the sky..." Yi Lan remembered the description she had read, "After the cracks in the ghost world are opened, the sunlight will be blocked by resentment, and the sky will be dark."

So for ghosts, no matter what time of day it is, it is always dark.

Shen Yaobai sat down again, and showed a bloodless smile to the people behind him, signaling them to continue to rest and not worry about other things.

He touched the broken gem in his chest pouch and closed his eyes.

After a few hours, there was another knock on the door outside the cave.

Shen Yaobai glanced impatiently - these evil spirits really like to play this kind of door-knocking game, one or two are nothing new.

However, when the voice sounded, he froze.

"Yaobai," Shen Linglong said with a high voice, every time she opened her mouth, Shen Yaobai seemed to have seen her in high spirits before she saw her, "You can come out now! The crack has been sealed!"

Shen Yaobai's lips trembled, and he subconsciously called out: "Aniang..."

"Little brat, why are you still crying? Are you ashamed?" Shen Linglong scolded with a smile, "Come out and let me see what it's like to cry!"

"Brother Bai," a young boy asked tremblingly, "is that the patriarch?"

Another young woman also pursed her lips: "The third elder just now doesn't quite look like that, but this is indeed the voice and tone of the patriarch..."

Shen Yaobai turned a deaf ear to it, and just put his hand on the cold stone door, there were no tears in his eyes, only dry, boundless sadness.

Shen Linglong was still talking: "What's wrong? Can't you recognize my voice? Brat, open the door quickly..."

"But Aunt," he said softly, "this is a restriction you set yourself."

The blue flame ignited again, and Shen Linglong's voice immediately turned into a shrill cry of evil spirits.

Shen Yaobai closed his eyes, concealing the imperceptible exhaustion in his eyes.

There were crying sounds from behind, but who knew that he was the one who most eagerly hoped that Auntie would come.

He suddenly remembered the moment when he was pushed into the shelter, Shen Linglong turned around and took a deep look at him.

What was he doing then?It seems to be panicking, wondering, and looking around uneasily.

...But he didn't take another serious look at A Niang.

Shen Yaobai took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, he had frozen all his emotions in his heart again.

He stared at Shimen quietly, waiting for the next evil spirit to arrive.

If there is no accident, there will definitely be a steady stream of evil spirits discovering the refuge and coming to the door.

He must ensure that his emotional ups and downs are controlled within a stable range and cannot interfere with all his rational judgments.Of course, if the evil spirit continues to imitate the people around him, after these two knocks on the door, he has already prepared his mind and will not experience such big mood swings again.

Not long after, the door rang again.

Shen Yaobai held his breath and concentrated, waiting for the person who appeared this time.

Could it be other elders?Or his close siblings?Or Shen Linglong's reappearance...

Shen Yaobai had already simulated countless possibilities in his mind, but when the sound outside sounded, he was still stunned for a moment.

"Brother Bai! Brother Bai!" The crisp child's voice sounded, with a faint laugh, "The crack is sealed, we can go home now!"

"Little Putao?" Shen Yao narrowed his eyes and pupils, then turned his head and quickly looked at Xiao Putao's mother—the Aunt Jiang who asked him if he wanted to eat earlier.

Aunt Jiang almost ran over clutching her stomach, with tears in her eyes: "Little Putao!"

"Auntie," Shen Yaobai said dryly, raising his hand to block his way, "That's not a little grape."

"mother!!"

The voice outside suddenly became tinged with crying, "Mother, I miss you so much, I'm so scared, mother..."

"Little patriarch! Please, open the door! Little Putao, he is not a child who can lie!" Tears welled up in the corners of Auntie Jiang's eyes. Ever since she came here, she has been forcing a smile, comforting the people around her, even Volunteer to distribute food.

She knew that if she calmed down, she would think of the little grape that went to the mountain forest to pick wild fruits this morning. When he entered the refuge, he hadn't had time to come back...

She didn't dare to think about what would happen to Xiao Putao, so she could only hug her stomach tightly and divert her attention.

But when the immature child's voice sounded, Auntie Jiang's emotions collapsed in an instant, and she even knelt down to Shen Yaobai regardless of her bulging stomach:

"Little Patriarch, I beg you, Auntie, that's Little Putao..."

Shen Yaobai's hands trembled, and he wanted to help her: "Auntie, don't..."

Aunt Jiang didn't care about it, and kowtowed straight to him.

"Come and help her quickly," Shen Yaobai raised his head and looked at the women and children present, "Hurry up..."

Suddenly he couldn't cry out.

That pair of painful eyes that didn't dare to look over made him feel exhausted all of a sudden.The cries of Aunt Jiang and Xiao Putao outside came one after another, and Shen Yaobai felt his cheeks go numb. He didn't know what expression he had now, but he was just thinking that these ghosts really took advantage of his weakness.

He took two steps back, dodging Aunt Jiang's attempt to hold his hand, and said softly:

"I'm sorry, Aunt God."

He turned around and walked towards the Shimen, a blue flame ignited in his palm.Auntie Jiang's hair was disheveled, and she stared at his back with dull eyes. After a while, she suddenly let out a mournful cry.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Yaobai's face changed - Aunt Jiang rushed towards the stone door.

"Don't..." He wanted to grab the woman's arm, but only tore off a piece of broken clothes.

Immediately afterwards, the stone door was pushed open from the inside.

The restriction set by Shen Linglong only restrained Shen Yaobai, but did not restrain any of the women and children she wanted to protect.

As a result, the resentful ghost stopped his pretended crying, and showed a bloody smile at the people in the shelter.

Extremely happy.

The author has something to say: the update during the holidays may be irregular...but I will stick to the daily update!

(A Jiu, who was dragged by his mother to go shopping and carry a bag, struggled and shouted)