The rabbit spirit sat on the other side of the carriage, facing Anyang, staring at him with blinking eyes, holding a dandelion grass in his hand, occasionally stuffing it into his mouth, and chewing it slowly.

Compared to eating, she is more like eating snacks.

Anyway, Anyang was stunned for a moment.

Well, after all, it was the first time I saw someone eating grass when I grew up so old.

After getting on the carriage, the rabbit spirit looked at him more and more goosebumps. He almost stared at him and refused to let go. Occasionally, he stopped and turned his head and didn't know what to think, and then he would show a touching look, which was like she would not refuse anything you asked her to do now.

The curtains of the carriage were blown up by the mountain wind, and the outline of the forest outside was faintly exposed.

Anyang had been struggling for a long time before he asked the rabbit spirit, "You are planning to stay in my carriage like this?"

The rabbit's mouth stopped immediately, and looked at him with his eyes open, innocent and unscrupulous, as if he didn't understand anything wrong with this.

Anyang didn't know what to say, his face was full of pain and entanglement.

The rabbit spirit turned his head and looked at him for a long time, as if he suddenly reacted. He realized that he was going to drive him away. His eyes widened and a thin layer of mist was immediately covered in it. He jumped out of his seat and walked forward, half-squatting in the middle of the carriage, which was in front of Anyang, and he pulled the corner of his clothes with both hands and begged.

An Yang sighed, lowered his head to look at her pitiful face, his eyes as crystal clear as rubies, his face was pure, and his skin was white without any flaws. But as soon as he slid down along her white neck, he saw two lusty balls exposed under the collar of the loose windbreaker, which were squeezed by squatting, making him look particularly full and tempting.

Is this... the big white rabbit of the little white rabbit?

Evil, too evil.

"You want to follow me?"

The rabbit spirit nodded vigorously and looked at him with a pitiful look on his face. The dandelion grass fell to the ground and did not notice it.

"But what should you do at the top of the mountain? Do you want it? That's what you have worked hard to set up, and the flowers and plants you planted!"

The rabbit spirit's eyes were confused, as if she didn't know what to make a decision, but before she knew it, her hand holding the corner of Anyang's clothes tightened even more. After about half a minute, she reluctantly looked at the curtain of the carriage. When she turned around, she still stared at Anyang pitifully.

Yes, the preliminary plan failed.

After Anyang was brewing for a moment, he came up with the second set of rhetoric.

"You also know that you are a goblin, and I am a Taoist practitioner. You are so beautiful. Well, do you know the word "beauty"? It means that others will like you when they see you and want to be with you. If you keep following me, others will gossip, such as I am greedy for your beauty, and I will bring a beautiful goblin on the road of cultivation."

A trace of confusion flashed in the rabbit spirit's eyes, as if he didn't understand what he wanted to express. The only thing he understood was that he wanted to throw himself away, and he immediately showed a begging look, sadness, helplessness and a faint sadness, as if he had been abandoned.

And the beautiful hands that grabbed the corner of his clothes had begun to shake.

"Okay, actually I am a family. I have my wife, that is, I have my own mother rabbit. Look, although it is normal for men to have three wives and four concubines in this world, that is the rule, it is tradition, not human nature. Do you understand human nature? It is instinct. It is even above reason. It is unlimited by rules and traditions. It is just that sometimes it is powerless to resist. We all like to monopolize what we like, and women are the same. Which woman does not want the person they like to be wholeheartedly towards themselves? If you follow me, my husband... the mother rabbit will be unhappy. If you haven't come out of the mountain, you definitely don't know that most of the wife in this world are cruel to concubines or beautiful maids. She will torture you and bully you, do you know?"

The rabbit spirit was stunned when he heard this, feeling that his head was not enough, his eyes were confused, and he looked at Anyang carefully.

Didn’t he say he wasn’t a rabbit? Why did he have his own female rabbit?

What does the latter mean? Aren’t the male rabbits all with a few female rabbits?

What is wrong with this? Isn’t happy without the female rabbit!

It was not until she heard the last sentence that she suddenly trembled, with a little fear in her eyes.

Anyang then showed a satisfied smile, and after changing several sets of explanations, it finally became useful.

This is not in vain for my earnest inducement. In order to scare her, I even betrayed the gentle and virtuous Xiaoqian. Fortunately, Comrade Xiaoqian couldn't hear it, otherwise he would definitely scold him for slandering his image again.

"How is it, are you scared?"

The rabbit spirit did not respond immediately. She thought about it in fear, then raised her head and looked at him pitifully, shook her head fiercely, as if she was saying that she was not afraid, and seemed to drive away the fear in her mind. In short, her begging expression still did not change.

An Yang was stunned and his eyes became more and more helpless.

"Why are you disobedient? It's useless for you to follow me. I don't belong to this world. I can only stay here for a year. I can't stay forever. I will leave when the time comes. At that time, I'm not sure if I can take you away. We can only separate. It's better for you to stay here. At least it's safe. It's so pleasant to go around when you have achieved success in your cultivation."

The rabbit spirit seemed to have never heard it at all, his eyes were very dim, his ears drooped, and he knew that his emotions were extremely low at first glance.

In the place where Anyang could not see, through a thin curtain, Xiaochan's body also shook, her eyes were filled with panic and confusion, and she forgot to put down the whip raised in her hand.

She naturally heard it if it was so close.

An Yang had no choice but to reach out and touch the rabbit spirit's head. Just as he was about to persuade her to leave obediently, he saw the hands that were holding the corner of his clothes tightly. He sighed suddenly.

The rabbit's ears and hands are in contact with it and feels soft.

I heard that domestic rabbits cannot pinch their ears frequently, otherwise they will not be able to stand up in the future. I don’t know if it is true.

Well, why do you think of this kind of problem at this time?

...

The carriage continued to move forward, and finally stopped when it was still some distance away from the village, and began to make a fire and cook.

The rabbit spirit was helpless and refused to get out of the car. Whenever Anyang called her, she would crouch in the corner and refuse to come out. Occasionally, she quietly looked down the mountain outside the window, as if she was looking for her cave, and she was a little reluctant in her eyes, but every time she looked at her for a few glances, she would look back guiltily, fearing that Anyang would drive her away if she found out.

She is a very family-conscious rabbit.

Anyang had no choice but to let her be in the car.

However, he could often feel the gazes coming from the carriage, sometimes passing by himself, sometimes stopping on himself, sometimes stopping not far beside him, and when he turned around, he saw a pair of ruby-like eyes shining between the curtains of the carriage, looking at the flesh on the fire in a daze, as if he was very surprised.

Seeing him looking at this side, his eyes quickly shrank back.

Several times in a row, she simply stopped shrinking her eyes and pinched a corner of the curtain with her hands. Whenever Anyang saw her, she would pull over the curtain to block the gap. When Anyang turned around, she quietly lifted a corner, and thought she was doing it seamlessly without anyone noticed it, and she was happy with it. Every time she blocked or opened it, she was very serious and cautious, for fear of being discovered.

Anyang shook his head secretly, exhaled a long breath of turbid air, dissipating all the depression in his heart, and then turned to stare at the fire in a daze.

Drops of golden oil began to gather and roll down, and each drop onto the firewood would make a slight hissing sound.

Xiaochan kept turning the barbecue in her hand, but she was a little absent-minded.

She was still thinking about what she had just heard.

The scholar actually wants to leave this world?

Real or fake, did you deliberately deceive the rabbit spirit?

It was obviously an exaggerated thing, but after these three months of getting along, she vaguely felt that it was true.

What she couldn't imagine was what should she do after the scholar left and what would she do?

She was sure that according to her current practice speed and learning magic, she should not be able to achieve something in a small way after a year, but at least she has the ability to protect herself, or hide herself, and have the ability to hunt, at least she will not starve to death.

But she was not ready for a life alone, and she had never even thought about it!

Over the past three months, she seemed to have become accustomed to following the scholar, even like a maid.

The scholar provided her with protection, so no one dared to bully her, and she didn't have to hide from her, nor did she have to be frightened every day. The scholar would go hunting, but she never worried about food. The scholar would tell her where to go, and she didn't even have to think about it herself. Although she also had to do her clothes and cook, she could enjoy all this as long as she did these things well. Occasionally, she was a little tired, but now she thought she was quite comfortable.

She didn't know yet, this feeling was called dependence.

She only knew that if the scholar left, she would have to hunt herself and protect herself carefully. The most important thing was to decide where to go and think about what she should do. This feeling was very distressing and was even more tiring than washing a thousand pieces of clothes.

As she thought about it, her white brows became tighter and tighter, and she felt a little melancholy.

Soon, a burnt smell came from the fire.

Xiaochan then reacted and quickly took the flesh off the fire. The sad face just now disappeared, leaving only panic.

"Yes, sorry, I didn't mean it."

Anyang waved his hand and said nothing, but in fact he was quite worried.

During this period, Wang Tianyu came to apologize to him, but he didn't reply much, and nodded lightly and just passed.

After dinner, the carriage continued on the road, but did not walk through the Niba Road in the small mountain village, but walked along the official road and passed through the back of the small mountain village. There was no stop, nor did it plan to repair or meet old friends in the small mountain village. Instead, two Kunlun disciples rode their horses to the mountain village, thinking that they were going to investigate the death of the Six Immortal Demons.

Anyang has no choice but to stop them and does not want to worry about it.

What he had even more helpless was that the carriage had passed through the small mountain village, and the rabbit spirit was still in the carriage.

She raised her head blankly and looked at the hills far away, looking reluctant, but when she lowered her head, her eyes were no longer filled with the sadness that was about to be discarded.

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