Chu Qing put on a pergola in her hand and looked into the distance. At the extreme of her eyes, she saw a sparse area, shining with emerald green, which was particularly eye-catching under such a vicious sunlight. She saw the corner of her mouth move and murmured in a low voice: "Is this an oasis in the desert?"

As soon as he finished speaking, two small animals ran up from behind her, one of which was a small fat bear bag, and the other was naturally an orange cat girl. At this time, its fur color seemed much straighter. Although it was still cold in its eyes, it no longer had a timid dodge. The small fat bear bag ran to Chu Qing, took out the wrinkled map, clicked it, pointed it in the distance, and made a strange scream of excitement.

After hearing this, Chu Qing curled her lips and said, "I understand. This time, you have found the right thing again. It's such a great achievement."

After hearing this, the little fat bear bagbag grinned and looked back at the orange cat girl. Seeing that he was listening to their conversation intently, he turned around with satisfaction, put away the map, and ran forward.

Chu Qing smiled and followed the orange cat girl. When she approached the oasis, Chu Qing stopped. Looking around, this was a magical area unique to the desert. She saw that the plants were more than two meters tall, like open green palms, growing one after another. What was even more amazing was that the palms were covered with thin spikes three or four inches long, shining with a faint white sharp light.

Chu Qing led two small animals to slowly walk into this special plant forest and walked forward carefully, as if she was traveling through a maze. She was always on guard against the spikes, fearing that she would scratch her clothes or hurt her skin. What made Chu Qing even more worried was whether these plants would be poisonous.

I walked forward for a while, and I didn't know how far I had walked, a deep ravine appeared in front of Chu Qing, several feet deep, and the water light could be swayed in the ravine.

Chu Qing looked down and said lightly, "You guys are waiting on it, I'll go down and take a look." After that, she flew away with two shrunk sheepskin bags, her figure was light, and she fell easily to the bottom of the stream like a bird.

Chu Qing stood firm and looked up. The bottom of the stream was several acres in size and was also sandy. There was a bay of clear water in the middle, without the source, as if it was formed naturally, and it was shining with microwaves in the sun. After looking for a while, he saw nothing unusual, and he thought of calling the little fat bear bag down. When he looked up, he saw the little fat bear bag and the orange cat girl poked out and looked down. Just as he was about to call, he heard a loud "huh" sound, and a strong wind blew out of thin air, rolling up a wave of sand and dust, blowing down the little fat bear bag and the orange cat girl almost at the same time.

Chu Qing was shocked and turned to light and met her. She reached out to copy her hands and copied the two small animals into her arms. Qingkong Langlang, why did the wind suddenly rise? Chu Qing couldn't help but look up again, but another strong wind blew towards her, blew up her face, and then a black shadow flew out from behind. She held a crutch in her hand and called her to him. Because the incident suddenly happened, Chu Qing didn't have time to take a closer look at the other person's appearance. With a thought, she quickly started to show her fingers and greeted her.

With a "bang", the man hit the soft light wall around his fingers and was bounced back. The Taoist force was transmitted through the light wall, and Chu Qing's body also sank at the same time.

Chu Qing took advantage of the force to float backwards, and at the same time, she took the opportunity to look closely and saw that the other party was an old woman with a messy silver hair shawl, wrinkled face, and ragged clothes, holding a purple dragon-headed crutch in her hand.

This person is nothing else, he is Grandma Duan!

Chu Qing was stunned immediately, but saw Grandma Duan’s eyes staring at her, and she squeezed out a few words viciously: “It’s you, it’s you who killed Ling’er, I’m going to tear you into pieces.”

Because I had heard Xiaojiu talk about Grandma Duan before, when I saw this, Chu Qing didn't dare to relax her vigilance, but when she remembered that her mother-in-law, who was kind and kind to her, had a life-saving grace to her, became like this, and she still felt pity.

As soon as Grandma Duan finished speaking, she held a stick and hit her up again, obviously she didn't recognize Chu Qing.

The other party was dancing unruly and was no threat to him. Chu Qing then moved Ruozi, only resisting and not fighting back.

The two of them were at the bottom of the ravine, one dodged and the other chased each other reluctantly, hovering and flying.

The time of a incense stick passed quickly. Chu Qing was helpless when she pestered Grandma Duan so much, but she couldn't bear to hurt her, so she had to hug two small animals and hike around.

After holding on for a while, Grandma Duan seemed tired, and the crutches dancing in her hand slowed down significantly. Seeing that there was an opportunity, Chu Qing had an idea and rushed straight up. Grandma Duan was stunned and mistakenly thought Chu Qing was about to escape, but she didn't even think about catching up.

Chu Qing looked down and saw Grandma Duan be fooled. A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She thoughts moved and her fingers turned into a big bell, and she turned it backwards.

Before Grandma Duan could react, she was covered by a big bell.

Seeing that the attack succeeded, Chu Qing hurriedly activated the magic trick and sank the bell into the bottom of the stream and landed on the sand.

Grandma Duan seemed to have not understood what happened for a moment. She kept hitting the big bell wall with her crutches, but it didn't work at all. She hit her randomly for a while and gradually lost her strength, so she relied on the big bell wall and sat down.

Seeing this, Chu Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief before she freed up her hand to put the little fat bear bag and the orange cat girl down. She thought that this was the best. She did not hurt Grandma Duan, nor was she hurt.

After a stalemate for a while, Grandma Duan rested in the bell for a while, then stood up, then blew up, and saw that she couldn't get out of it, cursed for a while, and when she was tired, she sat down to rest.

When Chu Qing saw that the big clock transformed by Ruozhiru could temporarily control Grandma Duan, she felt a little relieved and thought for a while: "Bag, watch from afar, I'll take some water. If anything goes wrong, tell me immediately."

The little fat bear looked at Grandma Duan and nodded. The orange cat girl seemed very scared, hid behind Chu Qing and peeked in the direction of the big clock from time to time.

Chu Qing glanced at her again before taking the orange cat girl to the water to fill the water.

The little fat bear was left alone, as if he was a little scared. After looking at it, he stepped back for a while, found a hidden sand pile to lie down, and secretly monitored Grandma Duan in the dark.

After a while, Chu Qing filled two sheepskin bags, carried one in one hand, and walked back quickly. The orange cat girl also followed closely behind.

Hearing the footsteps and knowing that Chu Qing was back, the little fat bear bag was considered to be a fulfillment of the heavy responsibility. Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief. He climbed up from behind the pile of sand, pointed to Grandma Duan, who was so tired that she sat on the ground and couldn't say a word in the big bell, indicating that everything was normal.

Chu Qing nodded, put down a sheepskin bag, looked up, and walked towards Grandma Duan with the other one.

The orange cat girl was about to chase after her, but the little fat bear bag came forward and grabbed her. She shook her finger seriously and signaled not to go over and cause trouble. The orange cat girl thought about it and stopped.

Chu Qing hesitated for a moment and still approached Dazhong. At this time, she could see the situation of Grandma Duan clearly. She had silver hair scattered and her eyes were empty and unconscious. Perhaps because of the wind and sun, the exposed skin on her body had become bronze, and it was shriveled against the bones, as if she had lost all the moisture. Her face was covered with mud, and her clothes were scratched in many places. Her dry fingers were trembling like bird claws. If it weren't for the purple dragon-headed crutch beside her, it would be almost impossible for her to recognize her.

Grandma Duan felt that Chu Qing had come over, but she didn't pay any attention. She seemed to have never raised her eyes. At this time, she seemed to be a beast locked in a cage. From the beginning of being manic and restless, she struggled to resist, she has become calm and accepting her fate.

Chu Qing stood for a while, and saw Grandma Duan in such a situation, she couldn't help but feel ache. She sighed and put down the sheepskin bag several feet away from the big clock, and sat down face to face with her. She wanted to ask what happened, but then she thought about it, Grandma Duan was so crazy, how could she explain it clearly? At this time, she was relieved that she stopped cursing and scolding.

Chu Qing stared at Grandma Duan, who lowered her head again and stared at a small place in front of her. The two of them fell silent for a moment.

The wind blows from the desert, and some fine sand on the ground rolls. At this time, it is already west of dusk, and the temperature has also dropped, and it is no longer hot and unbearable.

The little fat bear bag and the orange cat girl saw that there was no danger, and she leaned over quietly, just hid behind Chu Qing and peeked at Grandma Duan from time to time. The orange cat girl's expression was even more complicated, and her eyes showed that she was both afraid and reluctant to part with her old master.

The afterglow of the setting sun faded away, and the night fell again, and darkness once again enveloped the ancient and desolate desert.

Chu Qing had not spoken, but just sat quietly or accompanied her.

Grandma Duan also did not change anything. She has maintained such a posture for a long time. In addition to being able to see rhythmic breathing, she is really like a clay sculpture, and she seems to have never blinked.

The night became darker and the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, as if it was a little colder.

Chu Qing and Grandma Duan sat like this across a big clock. For some reason, Grandma Duan did not go crazy anymore. She seemed to be a body, a soulless shell.

After a while, Chu Qing sighed slightly, picked up the sheepskin bag on the ground, pulled out the plug, and drank the water "gudonggudong". In such a quiet night, the sound was very eye-catching.

Suddenly, Grandma Duan raised her head when she heard the sound. Chu Qing seemed to have sensed it, and she also looked at her at the same time. The two looked at each other. Grandma Duan suddenly raised her hand, pointed to the sheepskin bag in Chu Qing's hand, and said hoarsely: "Shui..., water..." The voice was very weak.

When Chu Qing heard the sound, she was surprised and happy. She put down the sheepskin bag and shouted: "Mother-in-law..., are you talking about drinking water?"

Grandma Duan glanced at Chu Qing, nodded slightly, and whispered: "Well..., Qing'er..., Grandma wants to drink water."

Chu Qing could hardly believe her ears and exclaimed: "Mother-in-law, what did you say?"

Grandma Duan licked her lips and said, "Qing'er, my mother-in-law is so thirsty."

This time, Chu Qing really heard it clearly, stood up, walked to the big bell, and asked again: "Mother-in-law, do you recognize me?"

Grandma Duan looked at Chu Qing again, nodded, and said, "Aren't you Qing'er?"

Chu Qing was so happy that she almost burst into tears. All the changes were too unexpected to her. She looked at the big bell and saw it emit a harmonious light, forming a wall of light that covered Grandma Duan's mind. She couldn't help but move. Could it be that the immortal power surrounding the fingers shocked Grandma Duan's mind?

Grandma Duan's eyes also became gentle, and she unconsciously landed behind Chu Qing. It turned out that the orange cat girl came over quietly with some timidity.

Grandma Duan's lips twitched twice and said, "Girl... you are so thin." Her voice was a bit sad.

Seeing this, Chu Qing was even more happy. The orange cat girl was also a little excited, as if it was because her old master finally recognized her. She stopped beside Chu Qing, then walked up, and stopped facing Grandma Duan outside the big clock transformed by Ruozhiru.

Grandma Duan's lips were trembling, and she burst into tears. She stretched out her hand tremblingly, trying to touch the orange cat girl's head, but was blocked by the light wall. But she was obviously not impatient, as if she understood what was going on, but stopped her hand in mid-air and made a touching posture.

Seeing this, the orange cat girl turned around and called out. Chu Qing knew that it meant to want to go in, but when she recalled Grandma Duan’s previous appearance, she recalled Xiaojiu’s description, and bit her lips tightly, but she still hesitated.
Chapter completed!