After transmigrating into cannon fodder in the cultivation world [Transmigration Book]

The monks were still carrying Yuan Yan's body. Song Moyang fell at the end and was guarded by several other monks. Seeing that Song Moxue was gone, Xiao Li couldn't bear Yuan Yan's running around after his death, and worried that Song Moxue would turn back It was unpleasant to find Xiao Bi, and said: "Why don't we go back to the inn first, and have a long-term plan."

Shen Muzhe raised his head, glanced at Song Moyang, thought of those townspeople who were exhausted because of his recklessness, felt agitated, walked towards Song Moyang, looked at the child in the net, and knelt down silently Well, Song Moyang was different from the rest of the townspeople. He seemed to know that struggling was useless. After being subdued, he stayed quietly in the net, with his head down, not knowing what to write.

Shen Mu covered the net and touched him lightly.He still couldn't bear it in his heart, but since Xiao Li and the others had restrained him, there was indeed something wrong with Song Moyang. He paused with his fingers, and then as if making up his mind, he stretched out his hand to hook his skirt, and took a quick look.Under the moonlight, the little boy's flat chest was indeed embroidered with a row of thin threads, exactly the same as the rest of the townspeople.

Shen Muzhe let go of his hand and sighed.

Even so, Song Moyang is different from other townspeople. The most different thing is that he gets along with Song Moxue day and night.Shen Muzhe thought for a while and asked, "What does your sister usually do?"

Song Moyang heard the word "sister", slowly raised his head, glanced at Shen Muzhe, and answered the wrong question: "I want a sister."

Shen Muzhe did not give up: "Did you kill the rabbit over there?"

Song Moyang ignored him this time.

Shen Muzhe stood up, he didn't dare to save people in a reckless way like last time, the person who untied the bell had to tie the bell, he stubbornly believed that if he subdued the things in Song Moxue's body, then everything might be fine. There is a turning point.

He knew what Xiao Li was worried about, glanced at the stretcher, and said: "You guys go back first, I want to go back and have a look."

Yu Yunzhi was worried that he would be in danger: "We have been searching there for a whole day, but there is nothing, you go alone, what if you meet Mo Xue again?"

Shen Muzhe said: "She has always relied on Song Moxue's identity to kill invisible. Since she already knows her identity, there is nothing to be afraid of. And those rabbits died strangely. If there is really something she wants to cover up, she Maybe I will go back. Besides, my brother's whereabouts are unknown, so I'm worried."

Xiao Li felt that it made sense, nodded and said: "Okay, then I will send Yuan Yan back to the inn first, and after seeing the situation in the inn, I will follow."

Shen Muzhe was also worried that Song Moxue would turn back to the inn. After all, the people there did not know what happened, nor did they know Song Moxue's identity. If they were taken advantage of at this time, Xiao Bi must have been caught off guard, and immediately said: "Okay , then I'll take a step first."

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When Jiang Henting woke up, the first thing he saw was a thatched roof, which looked familiar at first glance. He wanted to get up, but it involved the wound he had cut behind him. The wound can make the embroidery thread nowhere to hide, and the wound has not been bandaged and the bleeding has not stopped, and his entire back has been dyed red. He gritted his teeth, forced himself to sit up, and saw the neatly placed straw hat and hoe , shovel, basket.He immediately realized that this was old man Li's thatched cottage they discovered that day.

He subconsciously thought that old man Li had come back to life, but when he heard footsteps approaching, he turned his head, and Song Moxue was raising his head. Although there was a striking scar on his cheek, he was looking at him calmly. Clap your hands: "You're awake."

Jiang Henting subconsciously wanted to raise the sword, but found that there was nothing around him, and he couldn't use much strength in his body. He frowned and looked at the person in front of him, with a bad tone: "What do you want to do?"

Song Moxue was still like a happy little girl, turned around and sat down next to him, grinning: "Looking for a sword? Want to kill me? Unfortunately, I have already thrown it away. Do you feel that your whole body is boring? That's right." Well, human medicine is also quite effective.”

She talked a lot, Jiang Henting frowned, recalling the things before he lost consciousness, he had already destroyed the thread that attacked him, but he came here in the end, the only possibility is that Song Moxue was on that thread Tricked?

Seeing the murderous look on Jiang Henting's face, but she couldn't do anything to her, she seemed very happy, and couldn't help but say a few more words to him: "Originally, I wanted to see if an obedient Taoist priest would be useful, but Later, I thought about it, this little girl's body is too weak, and this identity has been exposed, it is useless. But you are different, if you are used by me, wouldn't I pick you up for nothing? Why? Hahahahahahaha..."

She laughed unscrupulously, Jiang Henting thought of some cause and effect after listening to her, and seeing her like this, he pondered for a while, and cooperated: "Then why don't you do it?"

After Song Moxue heard this, her laughter stopped abruptly, as if she had been poked in a sore spot by him, she looked at him displeased, her eyes also turned cold: "What are you in a hurry for, wait until I get back what I want, do you think you can still return?" Are you alive to talk to me?" His tone was extremely arrogant.

Hearing what she said, Jiang Henting understood that the Song Moxue in front of her was just a body that was manipulated or possessed by her, but now, she wanted to change her body, and she lacked something that hindered her, that is, in the Before Song Moxue found what she wanted, he was still safe for the time being. During this period, as long as he regained his strength, he would have a chance to contend with her.Thinking of this, Jiang Henting calmed down. He looked at the eye-catching scar on Song Moxue's cheek. This was not his handwriting, that is to say, Song Moxue met Shen Muzhe and his party later.

Seeing him staring at her face, Song Moxue touched the wound, a little unhappy: "Brother Shen is really capable of dealing with a little girl."

Hearing that Shen Muzhe did it, Jiang Henting raised his eyelashes, but saw Song Moxue suddenly approaching him, gloating: "I heard that I was going to dig your heart out, but Brother Shen was frightened."

Jiang Henting raised his eyes: "What about others?"

Song Moxue spread her hands: "I don't know, maybe I'm looking for you all over the world." Then she seemed to think of something funny, and a smile appeared on her innocent and childish face: "Tell me, wait until I get it." When your body meets him again, what expression will he have?"

Jiang Henting turned his face away and didn't say anything. Song Moxue didn't expect him to say anything. After all, she had been in contact with these people for a while. Jiang Henting was not as active as Shen Muzhe. In contrast, she is still more willing to chat with Shen Muzhe.

Song Moxue jumped down to the ground with little interest, and raised a hand to bring out a loop of thread to tie Jiang Henting tightly: "Don't try to escape, my thread is very sharp."

Jiang Henting lowered his head and looked at Naked.Where the exposed skin was in contact with the embroidery thread, a trace of blood had leaked out due to slight friction, and it was indeed sharp. Now that his physical strength had not recovered, Jiang Henting was not going to act rashly.Seeing that he was honest, Song Moxue smiled triumphantly and walked away.

Seeing that she was gone, Jiang Henting wanted to send a sound transmission to Shen Muzhe, but found that due to lack of physical strength and physical limitations, he couldn't even send out a single sound transmission talisman.Moreover, the injury on his back also made him a little sleepy and haggard due to too much blood loss. He simply lay down and wanted to wait for his physical strength to recover before thinking of a solution.

The author has something to say: Jiang Henting: Is my junior also worried about others?

Shen Muzhe: (Actually, I just want to go home)

later……

Jiang Henting: Why does my junior brother care about me?

Shen Muzhe: (Where can I find my senior brother fragrant when I go home)