Not a natural enemy

He Yao's eyes lit up: "Can I borrow it to take a look?"

Before Bai Shan could answer, Hu Jiazhen quietly pulled Bai Shan aside, and asked, "Is that ancient book called Du Ye Juan?"

Seeing Bai Shan nod her head, Hu Jiazhen's heart sank. Duye Juan Tushan also had it, and it was the full version. He had read it a long time ago.

Seeing the two of them mumbling together, He Yao became more irritable and asked, "Have you guys finished?"

"Don't worry." Hu Jiazhen's pupils suddenly became darker, staring at He Yao's eyes, with a soft tone, "The ancient book Tu Shan also has it, I'll just go back and get it, you go home and wait."

He Yao dumbfoundedly said hello, and walked out stiffly like a walking dead.

After walking two streets, He Yao's eyes cleared up, he turned around and ran away with a "fuck".

This is the fox clan's deception technique, which can confuse people's hearts.He Yao's skills are high, this kind of trick can't last long, and he can only be distracted for a few minutes.

What is Hu Jiazhen still hiding from him?

Thinking of this, He Yao couldn't bear it any longer, and ran back holding his breath.

Rabbits are born to run fast, and when He Yao ran back, he just heard Hu Jiazhen's voice floating intermittently from the office: "This magic circle is easy to handle, but it needs to start with the three clear fruits."

"But the Sanqing tree has long since disappeared," Bai Shan said, "Bingshan harvested three snow lotus plants a few years ago, can I replace it with this one?"

"No." Hu Jiazhen said, "The efficacy is different. As for where there is Sanqingguo, I don't know. You can go and find out."

"Doctor Hu, is there any other way?" Bai Shan asked.

Hu Jiazhen sighed and said, "It's gone."

"Okay," Bai Shan was disappointed, "I see, I'll think of a way."

"By the way," Hu Jiazhen warned, "Don't tell He Yao about this, I'm afraid he might be in a hurry."

He Yao stood in the dark, touched his chest, feeling mixed feelings.

He couldn't blame Hu Jiazhen.

If they were reversed, He Yao would definitely not let Hu Jiazhen go to die.

"Sanqingguo." He Yao read these three words softly, remembering that when he just transformed into shape, Bai Lang's mother told him tenderly: "Your heart is gone, so I will replace you with Sanqingguo." How do you feel about making a new one? Are you uncomfortable?"

Later, during the Eastern Han Dynasty, he passed by Tushan and fought with Hu Jiazhen for a stalk of grass.

After a fight, the two teenagers were lying in the woods with wounds on their faces. Hu Jiazhen got up and sniffed him, and asked, "Sanqingguo?"

"Yes."

"I used this fruit as a snack when I was young, and I ate it every day," Hu Jiazhen smacked his lips, "It's gone now. This one in your heart may be the last one."

After that, he stretched out his claws and struck towards his chest.

In a blink of an eye, a fox and a rabbit fought again, and finally the grass was stolen by a snake demon.

"That's why the fox refused to tell me." He Yao clutched his chest and quietly walked out of the hospital without disturbing anyone.

He casually found an inconspicuous step on the corner of the street and sat down, and took out a shriveled cigarette case.

In fact, he hasn't smoked for a long time, Bai Lang doesn't like the smell of smoke.Even if he smokes secretly outside, Bai Lang's wolf nose can smell it all at once.

He simply stopped smoking.

So there was only one cigarette left in the cigarette case, he shook his wrist a few times, shook out the cigarette, put it in his mouth, but didn't light it.

After walking in the world for more than three thousand years, He Yao felt a little confused for the first time.

It's not difficult to save Bai Lang, there are two ways, one is to exchange his demon pill for him, and the other is to give him the spiritual fruit in his chest.

In fact, He Yao is not afraid of death. During the 3000 years, he has experienced too much, and he has escaped many times.

He just couldn't bear it.

I can't bear to part with the stable life now, the freshly squeezed juices from the street shops, and those twenty-odd antique vases.

And his little white-eyed wolf.

He Yao thought for a long time, put on a cigarette with a blank expression, narrowed his eyes slightly in the smog, and said to himself: "That's how it is."

After all, Bai Lang's mother saved his life, so it is right to return it to her son.

The only thing that He Yao is thankful for is that fortunately, his movements are slow, and he hasn't really acted like a beast and threw Bai Lang down.

If you haven't slept, you can't be your only partner. Bai Lang will be sad for a while, and he will be taken back to the iceberg by Bai Shan, and return to the life of wolves.

In a few years, he may find a beautiful female wolf and give birth to a group of cubs, which run on the ground like little snowballs, making plum blossom paw prints in the snow.

He Yao thought of two snow wolves, a male and a female, walking side by side in the snow, surrounded by wolf cubs, and suddenly his heart tightened.

It's not that I'm by his side, I'm still a little angry when I think about it.

He Yao smiled awkwardly, thinking that it doesn't matter, by that time, he would have already turned into ashes, and it doesn't matter whether he gets angry or not.

He should have kissed Bai Lang before he died.

He Yao finally has some things to wrap up.

First of all, it is the official business of the authority, he has to prepare the handover documents.

The second is belongings, He Yao still has more than [-] antique porcelains, and there are two Yuan blue and white wares inside, it is too late to sell now, so they can only be packed with black magic, and brought back to Bingshan by Bai Lang.

After finishing all these trivial matters, He Yao finally wrote a note and pressed it on the desk, dragging his heavy steps, opened a bottle of beer, and squatted on the bay window of the study.

A few cushions were placed on the bay window, and a fiber wool carpet was laid, which was soft.

Now that he lives in a high place, one-way film is pasted on the glass windows, so the outside cannot see the inside, Bai Lang sometimes transforms into a prototype and lies on the bay window, exposing his belly to bask in the sun.

In fact, He Yao is a little afraid of heights, usually he doesn't go to the bay window, but today he squatted here on a whim.

It's not as scary as I thought.

With the lights of Wanjia outside the house, He Yao drank the bottle of beer in one gulp, wiped his mouth, took out his cell phone and called Hu Jiazhen.

After a few beeps, the phone went through.

Hu Jiazhen felt a little guilty, and asked cautiously, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." He Yao smiled, his throat felt a little dry, "I'll just ask, how is Lang Lang doing now?"

"Lie down," Hu Jiazhen comforted, "The wolf clan is trying to find a way, don't worry."

He Yao was silent for a while, then said, "Come here."

"Why?" Hu Jiazhen was a little surprised, "It's so late at night."

"It's not too late," He Yao jumped to the floor and switched the phone to his left hand, "It's just right for you to come over."

"What do you mean?" Hu Jiazhen noticed something different, and kept saying "Hello" to the phone.

Now He Yao didn't reply immediately, but just lowered his head and smiled slightly.

I saw the evil spirit condensed in the right hand, the red light on the fingertips danced, and the flesh and blood in the chest could be broken with a little force.

The blood | stench slowly dispersed in the air, He Yao's lips turned white, and he let out a muffled groan.

It hurts.

"Jiazhen," He Yao suppressed desperately, but his voice changed in pain, "You...help him..."

The phone was hung up.

In a blink of an eye, Hu Jiazhen flashed out from midair, shouting his name loudly.

This is the last scene He Yao saw.

"He Yao!"

Hu Jiazhen was still late, and when he threw himself in front of He Yao, he only hugged a bleeding rabbit.

This spiritual fruit originally replaced his heart, but now he digs it out alive, and his life is gone, and it has changed back to its original form in a blink of an eye.

But even if he died, He Yao still held the spiritual fruit tightly in his rabbit's paw.

Hu Jiazhen's hand holding He Yao kept shaking, and he couldn't say a word.

He called it "dead rabbit" for almost 2000 years, but he never thought that one day, He Yao would really turn into a dead rabbit.

Hu Jiazhen was stunned for a while, and after realizing it, he quickly opened his rabbit's paw, rubbed his eyes, and tried to stuff the spirit fruit back into his chest.

But back then, Yaoxian used fairy art, which was not related to black art.Hu Jiazhen tossed and tossed for a while, but failed to bring He Yao back to life.

The blood flowed more and more, soaking Hu Jiazhen's body all over.

Hu Jiazhen really couldn't help it, holding the bloody spiritual fruit, blood and sweat mixed on his face, that beautiful face suddenly became a little more ferocious.

Before it was time to cry, he had to think of a way.

A piece of paper floated to his hand, Hu Jiazhen wiped his face with the hem of his clothes, picked it up and saw that it was He Yao's handwriting.

There are five characters in the letter: save the children.

There is also a rabbit paw print next to it.

"Save your mother. I will stew you first, and then stew your concubine. You are going to be a motherfucker." Hu Jiazhen cursed fiercely, and when he listened carefully, he could still hear a suppressed trill.

Hu Jiazhen's mind was in a mess, sitting cross-legged in a pool of blood, holding He Yao's body and biting his fingers, suddenly remembered his cousin who was studying for a Ph.D. in biology abroad, and quickly picked He Yao back to Tushan.

"There is no sorcery that can revive life," Hu Jiazhen's cousin Hu Jiaqi said during the video call, pushing his glasses, "but there is a way you can try."

Hu Jiazhen's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly urged: "Say it quickly, don't be a fool."

"Learn about heart transplantation."

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Small theater: (Actually, I wanted to expand this paragraph and put it in the main text. After all, they have known each other for so many years. But I didn’t find the space, and it didn’t fit anywhere, so I pretended to be a small theater.)

600 years ago, in the Tang Dynasty, Kaiyuan flourished.

He Yao and Hu Jiazhen have known each other for three to four hundred years.

At that time, the two were still very young, and in human form they were seventeen or eighteen-year-old young men, handsome and handsome.

He Yao knew in his heart that he was a wild rabbit, and only by practicing diligently could he stand out.

But Hu Jiazhen is different, he has Tu Shan as his support, he was always doing nothing at that time, he only learned half of the magic arts, and he likes to go down the mountain to hang out.

The son of a rich family always likes to cause trouble, and Hu Jiazhen is no exception. He relies on his little black magic to play tricks on anyone who makes him unhappy.Finally one day the fox's tail was exposed, which made a Taoist come to collect the demon.

In the end, he was beaten back to his original shape, broke a leg, and teleported back to the fox cave.

When He Yao heard that he was injured, he hurriedly packed a small bundle and came to Fox Cave to visit him with a basket of chicken, duck and fish.

Hu Jiazhen changed back to the original form, looked at the half of the fox's leg frozen in the ice, and cried loudly, crying and howling: "I broke a leg, and I will be a lame fox from now on, and no one will like it anymore." Me!"

The fox family is beautiful, so they naturally value appearance.

He Yao scratched his head and held up the old hen to comfort him: "You are lame, and you are also the most beautiful male fox, don't cry. Look, I bought you a chicken."

Hu Jiazhen cried even louder.

"Do you want to eat the duck?" He Yao hurriedly took something out of his bamboo basket, "Or crucian carp? Quail? Pork belly? I also bought venison, do you want to try it?"

"I want to eat rabbits, is that okay?" Hu Jiazhen cried.

"Then..." He Yao walked up to Hu Jiazhen in embarrassment, "Can you try it?"

Hu Jiazhen wiped away her tears with her paw, and when she looked up, a rabbit-headed man was squatting beside the bed.

With a "wow", he grabbed the rabbit's ear with his paw, and his tears and snot were all on the rabbit's ear: "I don't want venison or rabbit, I just want my legs! I don't want to be a lame fox!"

Hu Jiazhen grabbed his rabbit ears and cried for half an hour, He Yao took a lot of effort to pull the wet ears out of his paws.

"Okay, okay," He Yao fetched a basin of clean water, washed his hair, and said, "I'll find a way for you."

The elder of the Fox Clan told He Yao that Hu Jiazhen's leg was broken by a good monk, and he couldn't pick it up with casual magic, so he needed to use a piece of Eastern Sea spirit wood as a hoop to connect the broken leg.

He Yao then went to the East China Sea, bet against a dragon in the Dragon Palace, and finally won a piece of East China Sea spirit wood and came back.

After Hu Jiazhen connected the leg, her eyelids were red and swollen, and she shyly thanked He Yao.

"Okay," He Yao patted him on the back, and said, "You will have to change your temperament in the future, and you won't be so lucky every time. Maybe next time someone will pick your skin and do it for you." The shawl."

Hu Jiazhen snorted, and hid a box of jewelry that was originally intended to be given to He Yao.

But after that, he stopped causing trouble and began to study medicine and practice Taoism.

And He Yao's medical treatment is free of charge, and even the precious medicinal materials are used casually.