The two of them stood there quietly.

Standing in front was an old man in white clothes over fifty years old. His hair was black and spotless, his whole body was elegant, and his eyes were filled with a hint of melancholy.

Next to the old man in white clothes, a white-haired fox was squatting, looking around leisurely.

The old man in white clothes held his hands behind his back, looked indifferently at the miserable situation in front of him, and sighed for a long time, "Wangyun Mountain's miasma should not be underestimated. It is his own fault to die here!"

A person behind him continued, "If they knew that this so-called miasma was created by you, Senior Brother, they would probably not be able to die in peace!"

The man was short and strong, with his jaw connected to the ears, and his body was full of hard and black beards, as if he was full of swords and guns.

"Yaofeng, are you blaming me?" The old man in white didn't look back. "If I hadn't been afraid that outsiders would disturb Qingjing, I wouldn't have made such a bad move!"

The man named Yaofeng said in a muffled voice: "Senior Brother, why do I blame you? I just hope you can forget those things and be as happy as before!"

"Woooo!" The fox seemed to be able to understand Yaofeng's words and nodded in agreement.

The old man in white clothes was even more melancholy and said with a long sigh: "Okay! Let's not mention these, let's go!"

The fox shook his big tail and followed obediently behind the old man in white clothes.

Looking at the back of the old man in white, he shook his head slightly.

After walking a few steps, the old man in white suddenly stopped. He saw two children lying at his feet. The thinner child moved his index finger slightly.

The old man in white clothes squatted down and looked at the two of them carefully.

After a while, the old man in white clothes said to himself: "Neither of them inhaled the miasma, as if they were dizzy. It is really not easy to escape this disaster!"

After saying that, the old man in white turned his head and looked at Shafeng.

After the two of them had been together for a long time, they thought it through. Yaofeng knew what he was going to do, so he said lightly: "Senior Brother, I have always been lazy in this kind of thing. If you are not sure about it, I will ask Mr. Bai for you!"

After saying that, Shafeng patted the fox's head: "Young Master Bai, tell me, should you save them?"

The fox was obviously used to the name "Bai Gongzi". It shook its head seriously, stretched its mouth and bit the leg of the old man in white clothes, and pulled it aside.

The old man in white clothes stood up, patted the dirt on his hand, and smiled and said, "Okay! Let's not care about this little business!"

Mr. Bai let go of his mouth and smiled on his face.

The fox can actually smile like a human being. If others see it, they will definitely think it has become a spirit.

The old man in white seemed to think of something, and then bent down and pulled up the fat boy's trouser legs, shook his head expressionlessly, and wiped up the thin boy's trouser legs.

Mr. Bai looked at the old man in white in a daze, not knowing what he was going to do.

The old man in white dress glanced at the thin boy's naked ankles, and couldn't help but be stunned, and hurriedly wiping up another pair of trouser legs.

Yaofeng's heart moved and asked, "Senior Brother, can he really have it..."

The old man in white nodded slightly and did not speak.

Yaofeng's eyes shining brightly, and his chest fluctuated rapidly.

The strange expressions of the old man in white and the shaking wind made the young master Bai on the side panic, and he was anxiously spinning in place, his tail kept whipping on the ground.

The old man in white clothes came to his senses and reached out to take out a small porcelain bottle from his arms.

Mr. Bai's eyes were circling. When the old man in white was not paying attention, he suddenly stepped forward, picked up the porcelain bottle in the old man in white, and jumped aside agilely.

The old man in white dress glanced at Mr. Bai and asked calmly: "Don't you let me save him?"

Mr. Bai shouted "whimper" and nodded constantly.

"You don't understand!" The old man in white-shirt looked complicated and sighed, "I must save him! This is God's will!"

Yaofeng had a complicated expression and advised Mr. Bai: "You can't stop this. Be obedient, give it to him!"

Mr. Bai still shook his head.

"Give it to me!" The old man in white stretched out his hand, his tone with irresistible majesty.

Mr. Bai was evading the gaze of the old man in white, but still shook his head stubbornly.

The old man in white clothes had a blue face and roared angrily: "Give me a bad beast!"

Mr. Bai seemed to have suffered a great grievance and suddenly burst into tears. He stepped forward and put the porcelain bottle in his mouth back into the hand of the old man in white, turning his head away like anger.

Shaking the wind patted Mr. Bai's head to show comfort.

The old man in white clothes took out two pills from the porcelain bottle, pried open the thin boy's mouth and fed him, and then picked him up.

Yaofeng pointed to the fat boy lying on the ground and asked the old man in white: "Senior Brother, what should he do?"

"Take it away together!" The old man in white left a sentence and left.

"Oh!" Yaofeng muttered bitterly, "I want to leave the fat to me!"

After saying that, he waved his back and raised the fat boy and followed him.

Mr. Bai looked at the backs of the two of them resentfully, paused, and hurriedly chased after them.

...

Lu Xiaoxian woke up and found himself lying on the same bed. He was sure that this was not his home.

He sat up and looked carefully. It was a clean and tidy wooden house made of logs on the mountain and looked very strong.

He woke Zhang Meng lying beside him, and Zhang Meng rubbed his eyes and asked Lu Xiaoxian: "Where is this?"

Lu Xiaoxian gave him a blank look: "How do I know!"

As soon as he said that, a strange feeling suddenly invaded his whole body, as if someone was staring at him behind his back.

Lu Xiaoxian turned around quickly.

Sure enough, I saw a pair of eyes, but not human eyes.

I don’t know what kind of animal this is, with snow-white fur, well-proportioned limbs, energetic ears, vivid face, and tail softly dragging to the ground.

This guy looks much stronger than Lu Xiaoxian, and his eyes are full of hostility. In the past, Lu Xiaoxian would definitely not be afraid. But now, he is just a ten-year-old child. What if the other party comes up and bites him?

Lu Xiaoxian was uneasy and slowly got off the bed, glanced at the door.

Zhang Meng was equally nervous, got off the bed and hid behind Lu Xiaoxian.

The white-haired animal did not move at all, but just stared at the two of them fiercely.

Lu Xiaoxian didn't look back and whispered to Zhang Meng: "Don't be afraid, it may be a vicious dog!"

The white-haired animal was angry and shook her head vigorously.

Lu Xiaoxian almost jumped up, what, could it understand human words? Zhang Meng was also surprised and stared at the white-haired animal incredibly.

Lu Xiaoxian asked tentatively: "Can you understand what I said?"

The other party's mouth was raised and he nodded proudly.

Lu Xiaoxian asked again: "Are you a wolf?"

The white-haired animal shook her head contemptuously, as if Lu Xiaoxian said that it was a wolf, which was very harmful to its identity.

Lu Xiaoxian's heart moved: "Are you a fox?"

"That's right, it's a fox, you can call it Mr. Bai!" A voice came over.

Lu Xiaoxian suddenly turned around, and an old man in white clothes appeared at the door at some point.

Mr. Bai's big tail flashed with agility, and ran to the old man in white, rubbing his head against his legs, as if he was pleased and tender.

The old man in white clothes had cunning eyes, while the old man Bai's eyes were unconcealed provocation.

At this moment, Lu Xiaoxian seemed to understand where Mr. Bai's hostility came from. As the pet of the old man in white, the appearance of Lu Xiaoxian and Zhang Meng made him a little worried, for fear of affecting his status in the old man's mind, so of course he had to be vigilant.

Lu Xiaoxian was a little amused by being suspected of being favored by a fox.

He was too lazy to argue with Mr. Bai, so he walked to the old man in white and asked politely: "Uncle, did you save us both?"

"Of course, do you think you came back to life?" The old man in white spoke without hesitation.

Of course I have to thank you for saving my life. Lu Xiaoxian bowed respectfully to the old man in white: "Thank you for saving my life!"

"Thank you? That's it?" The old man in white snorted coldly.

Lu Xiaoxian was stunned. What else should I do?

The old man in white clothes showed a mean look on his face: "I have relieved the poison of miasma from you two. Do you know how precious this antidote is?"

Of course, the old man in white clothes knew that Lu Xiaoxian and Zhang Meng did not inhale the miasma. He said this on purpose.

Lu Xiaoxian and Zhang Meng shook their heads.

"My antidote includes wild Ganoderma lucidum, thousand-year-old ginseng, human-shaped polygonum multiflorum, top-quality musk, ice peak snow lotus, dozens of precious medicinal materials. It takes countless efforts to refine the antidote. Can you offset it with a thank you?"

The old man in white shirt spitted across his face, making Lu Xiaoxian's gratitude for him fade a lot. He clearly took advantage of the danger and tried to repay his kindness. Did he have to send him a banner to him?

No matter what, people saved their lives, Lu Xiaoxian was not an unreasonable person. He asked with a bitter face: "What do you think should you do?"

"You two owe me a life, so sell yourself to repay the debt and be slaves for me!" The old man in white finally expressed his true intention.

Sell ​​yourself to repay debts?

Be a slave?
To be continued...