Xia Ji made a simple "little crutch" and let the little girl born with a hunchback hold it to maintain body balance.

The little girl is named Pang Li. She is 4 years old this year. She is autistic and indifferent and does not like it. Her face looks charming and scheming, but her bulging back and a yin and cold emanating from her bones are hated by mortals. Even Wei Yanling is unwilling to be with her for too long.

"Uncle, where are we going?"

Pang Li raised her head with difficulty and looked at the man in a dark robe beside her. From her perspective, she could just see the dark gold gourd hitting the ring of the python belt, making a crisp clicking sound.

It's very windy and snowy.

Although it is another day of spring.

But here is the far north.

It has been more than 10,000 kilometers north of the Wei State Guanshan, known as the "Far North of Humanity".

The warmth of spring and the revival of flowers will not spread here.

Walking further north, I am afraid it will be like this all year round.

Pang Li knew that this uncle was a very respected person, that this uncle was a friend of her father whom she had never met, and that she also knew that her uncle took her to see a doctor or to find her root cause.

"Uncle, where are we going?"

She asked again.

But Xia Ji didn't answer.

Pang Li waited for a while, but didn't wait for a response.

She showed some disappointment, but she was also used to her little transparent identity.

Since birth, have I been an annoying little transparent person?

evening.

Pang Li only watched this uncle make a big tent like a magic trick, laying it behind a huge rock that blocks the wind and snow.

She took out the small iron pot and flint in her bag very sensible.

Then I started arching my body and digging the snow.

Snow was dug into the iron pot one by one.

Then I took out a lot of frozen wild vegetables, all of which were picked up along the way, and then I took them out.

She wants to cook a pot of snow and eat wild vegetables tonight!

I cooked my uncle's portion together.

After all, it is not easy for uncle to make a trick and turn into a tent. Could it be that he can still turn into food?

She felt that she was no longer a child, she wanted to be independent.

Even if there is an adult by her side, she will not rely on it.

Because if the price of relying is to be despised and disappointed, then she will not rely on anyone.

This little thought hides a lot of pain that only adults will suffer.

The sound of footsteps came from behind.

The gentle man's voice sounded: "Xiaoli, what are you doing?"

The hunchbacked little girl doesn't speak.

She is used to others treating her as a little transparent person, and she also treats the world as transparent.

Dada dada...

Two frozen clawed hands stretched out from the thick jacket and flintted one by one.

In the light sound, two or three stars of fire splashed from time to time.

But the wind and snow are so strong and the temperature is so low.

Can't beat it!

"Pang Li?"

The hunchbacked little girl turned sideways, with thin lips and cold and stubborn eyes, "Uncle, my name is Ellie!"

"Allie?"

"Auntie Ailing is the best for me. I thought I won't live long anyway... I want to die with her last name on my back."

She is really annoying. Her pupils are really not as innocent as children, but are hidden deep, as if all the light is about to be sucked into those eyes.

"Uncle, I know you brought me here to help me find the root cause.

But can the disease be cured by finding the root cause?

I was born different from everyone else, and no one liked me, except Aunt Ailing.

So what are I afraid of and what are I concerned about?

I'm dying..."

She said such words, but without a sad look.

Xia Ji sat directly next to the little girl and took out a butterfly candy woven with colorful candy silk from his arms.

At the end of winter, he had already learned about his brother's daughter's condition.

After all, there are countless capable people. If you can't even figure out a little of the situation, then the world will be over.

in short.

Pang Li’s illness can be summarized in one sentence:

This child is a species of underworld.

!!

She can only survive in the underworld.

The dragon energy covered by the world and the inability to adapt to the environment made her weaker and weaker.

Xia Ji thought about it for a long time.

Then he decided to take this opportunity to sneak into the underworld directly.

!!

He didn't wait for the 20-year appointment and decided to take the child to explore the underworld first to see the situation. His current strength allowed him to know that the great curses in the underworld were not monitoring him.

So external...

The Supreme Emperor of the World announced his retreat again and reached a higher level.

In fact.

But he secretly took this underworld species and sneaked into the underworld first.

I'll come, but you don't know.

Maybe you can do something, at least you can observe it clearly.

So, this time, Xia Ji was not even ready to use the "three deep red waning moon stacked patterns" in his palm to prevent his identity from being exposed.

That's why the two of them are here.

...

...

The butterfly candy woven in colorful candy silk was handed to the little girl.

Xia Ji said gently: "Pang Li, I'll give it to you."

The little girl hunched back yelled: "My name is Ally!"

Then there is no sugar.

She had already started the fire, but the fire was wet. It only rose for a while and the fire was extinguished again.

The little girl continued to fire...

Xia Ji looked at it interestingly and said, "Okay, Ellie, this candy is for you."

The hunchbacked little girl turned around: "Uncle! I am no longer a little girl! Candy is something that only children eat!"

Xia Ji:...

Then, he laughed.

He went up and grabbed the girl and took her to the tent.

In Lingdou Cloud, he had already saved enough food that he would never finish in his lifetime.

Ellie didn't struggle, and she watched her uncle magically turn out a table of pastry and candied fruits.

Then I took out a pot of rinse mutton soup that had been cooked.

After a while, the pot actually heated itself, boiled the mutton soup, and poured two bowls of it.
To be continued...