Shaoqiu took the letter from Uncle Hua's hand and was trembling all over. Going there must be extremely dangerous. Otherwise, why would Uncle Hua find him? If he didn't go, if this was true, then Xiaohua's life would be

Sadly, no matter how many things there are, I have no choice but to leave for Xiaohua.

Putting this letter on his table, after eating and drinking, Shaoqiu closed the door of the room and looked at the door affectionately. He still didn't know whether he could come back from this trip.

I have no choice but to say goodbye to this old house, no matter what!

Looking at the Grimm Mountain, at this time, it is quite tall and mighty in the night, and there are fires flickering on the mountain from time to time. I think it is an unbearable thing staying in it. I am afraid that people will forget their existence, so I temporarily brush it away in this way.

What's the harm in gaining a sense of presence? According to legend, anyone who enters the Grimm Mountains will never return, and Shaoqiu is definitely not an exception. It's just for Xiaohua, no matter what!

When we arrived at the foot of the Grimm Mountains, Shaoqiu did not dare to go up the mountain. Moreover, the mountain was not allowed to go up. He just kept circling around the mountain, wondering how he could deliver this letter to the King of Hell. Shaoqiu

Sitting at the foot of this mountain, which was unfashionable and roaring sounds were heard, it seemed strange that Shaoqiu was so rude. How could he sit at the foot of this mountain without going up to worship?

It is definitely impossible and unnecessary to go up this mountain, and this letter must be sent, otherwise, something big may happen. At this time, Shaoqiu roared, and after such a roar

, the Grimm Mountains were also trembling constantly, and all things pricked up their ears at this moment, probably wanting to hear what Shaoqiu had to say before he died.

Shaoqiu stamped his feet again at this time, and at this moment the earth trembled, and the river suddenly flowed backwards, and the goshawk circling in the sky also fell down and died in front of Shaoqiu. And this pattern

At this time, something was crying quietly on the Limu Mountain. I don’t know whether it was a human or a ghost.

The night was as dark as ink, the wind was constantly howling, and amid the flying dust, large rocks pierced the sky and dragged long flames down to an unknown place.

At this time, Shaoqiu shouted to the sky, as if he wanted to use such means to make the gods and Buddhas in heaven understand that the purpose of his trip was just to deliver a message to the King of Hell. And Shaoqiu was so smart that he wanted to go up the mountain to die in vain.

, but this is definitely not possible. I am still young and there is no need to die so early.

Shaoqiu cleared his throat, then prayed to heaven, and recited the following: Gods and Buddhas in heaven, please listen to me. The king of hell wanted to bring countless beauties, but he was not satisfied with them. He actually wanted to search for common girls in the mortal world, ignoring this girl.

Whether you are still young or not, regardless of whether others want it or not, you are just risking the disapproval of the world.

, which is shocking! Even if a mere scholar in the lower class is weak and incompetent, he will never let him bully and ravage him. Here, I would like to express this to the King of Hell. Xiaohua will not agree to your request for marriage, so what happens?

I am willing to accept it, even if my body is broken into pieces, I will never complain! Fu Wei Shang Xian!

After Shaoqiu finished reading, he burned the letter and hurriedly walked towards the way he came from. He heard bursts of shouting and scolding from the Grimm Mountains, but he didn't know that this was the case.

What happened.

After doing this, Shaoqiu returned to the deserted village. When he passed by the door of Uncle Hua's house, he came to the door and knocked gently. Uncle Hua came out and asked how the letter was going. Shaoqiu

Then he told Uncle Hua about the letter he had sent. Uncle Hua nodded at this time, but his face was not happy.

Shaoqiu left Hua Bo's house and returned to his own home.

Let's talk about that day, Mr. Gou took advantage of the heavy rain and had nothing to do for a while, so he went to the door of the house in the east of the deserted village. When he listened inside, there was no movement at all. Could it be that everyone inside was already asleep?

Is it on?

But the door of this dilapidated house was open, and cold wind poured in, causing the big lights inside to flicker. Looking at the bed, it was empty and no one was there. Mr. Gou saw no one at this time, and for a moment

I can't help but feel a bit disappointed. I just drank a large jar of wine. If I don't come here to have fun, where will I put my drunkenness?

At this time, I didn’t care about so much anymore. I stumbled in and sat on the table. The door was not closed yet, and I kept drinking the wine I brought with me. I had drunk a lot, and I was very drunk at this time.

He had to lie down on the table, and the cold wind kept blowing, and he threw himself on the bed without realizing it. When he touched the bed, he found it was empty and no one was there, and the quilt was also cold and muddy.

It's tasteless.

But lying on this bed is a bit interesting. I don’t know why. The quilt on this bed smells good to Mr. Gou. And sleeping on this fragrant quilt is so comfortable. There is nothing to say about it, but I don’t know.

Where was the owner of this house now?

Let's say that the owner of this house knew that this dog man was going to visit his house tonight, so he couldn't stay here anymore, so he left the house early. At this time, the male owner didn't care that he was sick, and continued to walk up the mountain while coughing.

He walked away, and his wife supported him

, and kept moving forward along the mountain road. At this time, the moon was shining on them, and the thin man lay on the woman's body and kept crying, hating that he was not capable and could not protect his woman.

Otherwise, he would never have ended up in this exile.

They walked to a small dilapidated temple on the top of the mountain, and not long after they fell asleep, they heard someone talking outside. This must be this Mr. Dog, but they don’t know what he is doing in the mountain above him. It seems that only

He knows it himself.

In this small temple, there was also a light. The light was not very big. Under this light, among the grass, the sick man and his woman fell asleep hugging each other. At this time, Mr. Gou looked at all this and felt in his heart.

I couldn't help but be envious, wishing I could become this sick man, so I coughed and pretended to be sick for the time being. Maybe I was pretending like this, and the Bodhisattva in heaven had the spirit to reward me with a wife to sleep with.

, that’s not sure.

At this time, the woman opened her eyes slightly and saw the dog man leaning next to her. There was no disgust on his face at this time, and there seemed to be a smile on the corner of his mouth. The dog man was here at this time.

The woman was lying next to her, but she didn't dare to touch her.

Of course, this woman also felt that doing so was against her conscience, but she was reluctant to leave for a while. The woman didn't know what was going on at this time, but she didn't dare to expel the dog man. She had no choice but to let it go.

He sleeps next to him.

Mr. Gou was sleeping in his quilt at this time, and listening to the sound of this woman's breathing, he was in a very good mood at this time, but he did not dare to touch this woman, for fear that if this happened, the man would know about it.
Chapter completed!