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321. Mountain Stream

Meihui used a Tibetan knife to pull apart the hanging branches and rushed towards the ground. She couldn't help but stab the "person" behind the tree. This girl is completely different from her usual self when facing a crisis. She can act coquettishly with me at ordinary times.

He is very coquettish, and occasionally acts cute and pretends to be stupid. But at the critical moment, he immediately turns into a female man, and his attacks are extremely fierce and fatal. He will never let him breathe until he is alive.

"Mei Hui, please be merciful!" When she put aside the hanging branches, she clearly saw through the moonlight a child of two or three years old, with his back to us, sitting on a pebble by the stream, kicking the water splashing leisurely with his feet.

Normally, this heroine would not listen to my instructions and put away her violent nature at critical moments, but the child in front of me is really cute. Although her back is to us, her bellyband is exposed at the back. The back of her head is bald, and the front is turned back.

Two little finger-thin braids.

Maybe no matter how uninhibited an adult woman is, she always has motherhood hidden in her heart. Meihui was a little caught off guard when she rushed forward and saw that it was a child, but she still couldn't bear to kill her. However, the force was too strong and it was difficult to stop. She saw the child sitting on her buttocks.

When a huge cobblestone rushed forward, I stepped on the edge of the cobblestone with both feet and took advantage of the momentum to bounce back. It turned 360 degrees in the air and landed behind me like a goddess descending to earth.

"Auntie, can you calm down your temper? You're going to attack indiscriminately, and you can't stop even if you shout. Fortunately, you react quickly!" I couldn't help but scolded her.

But at this time, she had no intention of joking with me, her delicate eyebrows were furrowed, and the cold gleaming Tibetan knife in her hand was still tightly held, protecting me behind her and whispering: "Brother, although this little kid is cute, he doesn't know this.

Whose child is not sleeping in his mother's arms at midnight in the wilderness? You read Journey to the West when you were a child, right? Do you remember Red Boy?"

I pushed her arm away and said with an ambiguous wink, "I don't know about the red boy. I only know that I am not Tang Sanzang."

Oddly enough, this strange child sitting by the stream not only made us suspicious, but also made the barbarians who had been chasing behind us stop in their tracks. They hid behind the shade of the trees and looked around with their eyes exposed.

, as if he was very afraid of this child. Seeing this scene, I believed in Meihui's judgment even more. Could it be that this child is some kind of spiritual beast that borrowed the earth's energy from Wudang Mountain to become a spirit?

As the saying goes, it is a blessing, not a curse, but a curse cannot be avoided. The long night has just begun. Instead of running around this child to avoid his sharp edge, it is better to simply take a look at what the child's intentions are.

At this moment, I have concluded that this child is by no means an ordinary person. Even if there is a cave-free ghost clan in the mountains, the "Wolf Clan on a Moonlit Night", there are countless rare birds and animals in Wudang Mountain. Which ordinary family would let this fat little guy alone?

Playing in the water here? Could it be that the red boy is really unable to descend to the earth, but is waiting to invite you to the urn?

"My child, my child, why are you playing here in the middle of the night if you don't sleep?" I didn't dare to get close, so I tried to ask softly.

The child stopped playing in the water with his little feet when I called him, but he didn't answer my words.

I asked again: "It's late at night and it's cold in the mountains. Aren't you cold in what you wear? Come, come here. Can my brother put some clothes on you and send you home? Your mother must be anxious to death."

When Meihui heard what I said, she was so happy that she poked me in the armpit.
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