Chapter 53: God, you are unfair!
It was already two days later that I rushed to Wowo Village.
Under the dark curtain, a curved moon hangs in the air.
Lovesickness is far away from the galaxy, and the beauty of the moon is shared by thousands of miles away.
When I jumped out of the carriage, I saw Carris and Asan waiting early at the entrance of the East Village.
Both of them had a layer of dew dyed between their hair.
This is the environment in the mountains. It is easy to get dew at night and it is very cold. It is easy to catch a cold if it is stained.
Even if the sun is scorching during the day, there will be cold after dew at night and the temperature difference is large.
But for the soul master, this is nothing.
But A San and Carris are just two useless people.
Although he was once a level 70 soul saint, he is now no different from a useless person.
There is no trace of soul power in the body at all.
"Auntie Li, Uncle, why are you out? It's cold at night, go, hurry up and go into the house."
Seeing the two waiting at the entrance of the village, Bibidong quickly jumped out of the carriage, pulled their arms, and input some soul power to remove the chills.
Over the years, although the two of them were just the remaining servants of their family, they have always raised her like their biological daughter.
Between the three, they are both master and servant, and relatives.
Every time they learned that Bibidong was coming back, no matter how busy they were, they would come here to pick her up.
And every time Bibidong comes back, it is at night, and the two of them wait here on a cold night.
The last time she came back, she didn't want the two of them to come out and wait for her on a cold night, so she deliberately said it was a day late.
Looking at the frost and dew between Aunt Li's hair, Bibidong felt the long-lost warmth in his heart, which spread throughout his body.
Warm and comfortable.
This is probably the taste of home, she thought.
There have been so many things happening recently, even the teacher is a little weird, no longer as fond of her as before.
The people she loves also distrusts her one after another, and conflicts continue to occur.
I have accumulated too much irritability and too much sorrow in my heart.
When I got back here, all the worries seemed to have disappeared temporarily and my mood became much more relaxed.
But when she saw the figure who came out of the carriage, she suddenly felt bad, and her throat felt like a fishbone was stuck.
Feeling uncomfortable!
Carris: "Xiao Song, you are here too. Hey, you guys are..."
"Auntie Li, I haven't seen you for a long time. I am now the personal guard of the saint."
Carris was stunned for a moment, looked at Bibidong, then looked at Song Wuxin again, and then waved his hand as if he suddenly realized his mind.
"I understand, I understand..."
Sub-personality: "What do you know? I knew very well, but after you said that, why did I suddenly become a little confused?"
Bibidong is also a little confused.
What do you understand?
The four of them returned to the cabin.
Along the way, Asan didn't speak much as before, and still looked like a scholar.
His eyes fell on Bibidong at times, full of love.
Sometimes I looked at the nagging Carris with a happy smile.
As for Song Wuxin, he just took a look at him at the beginning and didn't care much.
Eighteen dishes in the house have been prepared long ago and are warming up in "Wen Baby".
Wen Baobao is an insulated utensil invented by the Soul Artifact Master. Although it is a little expensive, it is very practical.
Entering the house, Carris arranged for Bibidong and Song Wuxin to sit down, and then started serving the dishes.
Eighteen dishes, a full table, like the New Year.
As San was about to sit down, Carlis grabbed his ears, "Dong'er finally came back once, you are quite leisurely. Why not sit down? Come and bring the meal!"
The image of a scholar on A San's body disappeared instantly, and he was grinning and tilted his head to relieve some of the pain. He responded repeatedly: "Okay, wife, I'll go now, let go, let go, Dong'er and Xiao Song are all there, at least you can save me some face."
"Do you want face or (sleeping in) the bed?"
Resolutely and lingeringly, he looks like a real man can die but not lose his integrity.
"Of course I...want a bed!"
Rub your ears and then go to the kitchen to serve the meal.
Looking at this scene, Bibidong covered his mouth and smiled secretly.
Song Wuxin felt that he had been close for a long time.
In the past, Wolf Mom also managed Wolf Dad like this.
As the Emperor of the Wolf Clan, he is the king of the Stardou Forest. He even stomps his feet and the Stardou Forest will be earthquakes. But every time he is in front of the wolf mother, he turns into a gray wolf every minute.
Scared in seconds!
When eating, Song Wuxin is usually cold and cool, but when eating, there is no table etiquette. He just needs to eat, and he will almost eat it.
Looking at his eating habits, Bibidong once again wondered if the person in front of him was fake.
Bibidong frowned, "Didn't the Spirit Hall give you food?"
Song Wuxin put down the bones in his hand, reached out and grabbed another braised pig's trotter, glanced at Bibidong, and said lightly:
"I gave it, but I'm afraid you'll poison it inside, so I didn't dare to eat too much."
Bibidong: "You!"
Carlis was happy to see that Song Wuxin was eating with relish.
A San glanced at Song Wuxin, but didn't think anything was wrong.
He likes the kind of person who is deliberately shown in Dong'er every time, and he prefers Song Wuxin's reality.
He has traveled too many roads in his life, crossed too many bridges, met too many people, and saw too many ghosts.
Although he dared not say that he could see thoroughly and guess accurately, he could at least see many things.
To describe it in three words, that is, "it doesn't matter".
Song Wuxin doesn’t care what others think of him or what others say about him.
Because he was originally indifferent to all this around him.
A San didn't quite understand why this young man looked only eighteen or nineteen years old, but seemed to have experienced the end of the world, seen thousands of vicissitudes, and looked down on everything in the world.
How strange, how strange!
There is also the murderous intent and evil spirit on him, although this time it was much weaker than last time, but it still exists.
A San tried to feel and explore the evil spirit, but in just a moment, the bone-bone chill almost frozen his heart and his vitality suddenly stopped.
I dare not try again.
He sighed in his heart and glanced at Song Wuxin deeply.
Now that he is following Dong'er, he doesn't know whether it is a blessing or a disaster...
After dinner, Bibidong called Carris aside, took off the phoenix hairpin on his head, waved his hand, and many furniture, food, Horcruxes, some jewelry and clothes appeared on the ground.
There are even three sandalwood beds.
Every time Bibidong comes back, he brings a lot of things to his family.
Because she left the Golden Soul Coin, Carlis refused every time, so she changed her method and simply brought some practical things back.
Song Wuxin noticed the sycamore hairpin, but he didn't expect it to be her storage treasure.
Seeing those sandalwood beds, Song Wuxin suddenly remembered, it seemed...
At the beginning, he seemed to be sleeping in Bibidong's bed.
Outside the wooden house, the same tree, the titled Douluo Elder, and the same position as the tree branch.
This time, he was the one who received the task to protect the Saint.
Looking inside the house, Song Wuxin was eating oily at the moment, and he felt that he was not doing well.
Why is a mere Conrah honorary elder who can eat delicious food in it, and sleep in a sandalwood bed at night, and he...
Not only do you have to be hungry.
Even late at night, I have to stay outside in the trees to feed mosquitoes.
why is that?
Can't figure it out...
God, you are unfair!
He can sleep in bed openly and upright, but he followed Qian Xunji secretly and monitored him.
Well, I can only feed mosquitoes outside.
God can't help him.
Chapter completed!