Tossed into the wolf's den!Zai Zai holds the space in his hands to survive the disaster year

Shen Ningning wept and mourned, her small body trembling like a fluttering butterfly, helpless and fragile in this boundless and endless night.

Seeing Wu Zuchang's death, the Black Wolf King and the Third Wolf both looked up to the sky and howled, and a mournful and desolate voice echoed in the mountains and fields.

Not long after, the wolves that left dragged the assassin's body back one after another.

None of the men in black ran away, they all became ghosts under the wolf's mouth.

Fortunately, Wolf Four still saved one person's life, but he was bitten to the brink of death.

Shen Ningning wiped away her tears, and took a deep breath: "Well done Langsi, keep this person, I will hand it over to my brother, I can't let brother Zuchang die in vain!"

At this moment, Deng Fugui ran towards following the voice: "Miss Xiaolang! Go back quickly, the Wu family is on fire!"

Shen Ningning was shocked.

She immediately let Lang San carry Wu Zuchang's body on his back, and rode the Black Wolf King all the way back to Xitai Village.

The fire in Wu's house was not big, and black smoke billowed from the yard.

Many villagers spontaneously carried water to put out the fire, and some remained indifferent.

Under the drought, no one has much water storage, even if it is a fire, they can only watch helplessly.

When Shen Ningning arrived, the fire had not been extinguished.

She looked panic-stricken and wanted to go into the house to check.

He was grabbed by Deng Fugui.

"Don't go! Miss Wolf, the smoke will kill you!"

Several young and strong men from the village went in covering their mouths and noses, and after a while, two dark-faced men were carried out.

When it was placed on the ground, Shen Ningning hurried forward to check it.

Wu Cui and Qian Siniang were already out of breath.

A villager who knew a little about medical skills stepped forward, checked his pulse, and shook his head regretfully.

"Old Wu's family is too miserable."

"Yeah, this sudden fire, what's going on?"

"Look at that wolf's back, it's bloody, it looks like the stupid son of the old Wu family!"

The strong man who was responsible for carrying the couple out shook his head: "It looks like he woke up and wanted to climb out, but he didn't have the strength."

Deng Fugui was the first to spot the fire.

He took the initiative to say: "I saw a suspicious man in black coming out of Wu's house, and I kept staring at it. After a while, it started to smoke."

He called for someone as soon as the fire broke out, but he didn't expect it to be a step too late.

The wolves dragged the body of the man in black down from the mountain one after another.

The villagers backed away in fright—

"Is this a killer? The old Wu family has provoked someone!"

"All three members of the family died. It was a massacre."

When the night wind blew, Shen Ningning's blood-stained dress fluttered slightly.

She felt that someone was trying to silence her, but the Wu family and his wife died unexpectedly because of her.

The next day, when the sky was getting dark, everyone was surprised to find that it was raining continuously around Xitai Village.

The villagers lamented the gift from the gods one after another, and ecstatically brought out the basin to pick it up.

In the mountains, Shen Ningning withdrew his little hand that had just released half of the dark clouds.

Chen Ye was busy not far away, digging three holes for her.

She helped to bury Wu's family of three.

Because she heard that there was no grave for Miss Wu, she helped to build an empty grave next to Wu Zuchang, in which was the rattan cage that had been trampled on.

I hope that the four of them will meet each other at the spring and keep each other company.

The wolves stood around the little guy, and they could feel Shen Ningning's depression.

The black wolf king kept licking her little hand to comfort her.

Chen Ye walked back to her: "Miss, are we really not going to report to the police, just buried like this?"

"It's useless to report to the police. They are dead and can't speak. Only the living killer can find out something."

"But I don't believe anyone, I have to wait for my brother to come back." Before that, Shen Ningning would not let anyone see the killer.

Fortunately, Lang Si didn't use all his strength when he bit his throat, and leaving a life alive meant that the matter still had to be tried.

Xitai Village.

Ba Deshun arranged a carriage to pick up Wang Qiaoer's mother and son.

Deng Fugui was worried and unwilling to leave.

"Sister Xiaolang went to the mountain and hasn't come back yet. I want to comfort her."

"Do you need to comfort me?" Wang Qiaoer scolded: "Shen Ningning is not a good person, no wonder Aunt Qin called her a disaster star, you see, all three members of the old Wu family were killed by her."

Deng Fugui became anxious: "It's not a disaster! I also think that it is because Miss Xiaolang entered the mountain and the mountain god pity her that it rains."

"My silly son, you are really confused. If Shen Ningning can really make the world rain, how can she still be an orphan if she has that ability?" Wang Qiaoer shook her head, saying that her son is stupid.

She pushed Deng Fugui into the carriage: "Let's go, or your father will be in a hurry."

Before entering the door, she had already taught Deng Fugui to change his words.

As the carriage drove away, Deng Fugui poked his head out of the window, looking worriedly at the mountain.

He prayed in his heart—

Miss Little Wolf must be happy every day.

……

Wei Shangshu took credit for the little rain that Shen Ningning fell on the mountain behind Xitai Village.

He even arranged for his party members in the court to write a letter to the emperor to repeatedly emphasize that it was because his youngest daughter went to Xitai Village to open a shed to give porridge before, so he asked for blessings for that village.

However, after two days in a row, the emperor not only ignored these memorials.

When he was still irritable, he angrily scolded the minister who wrote these notes: "I dare to draw conclusions based on a little gossip, I want seeing is believing!"

Wei Shangshu was so frightened that he didn't dare to look the emperor in the eyes when he went to court the next day.

It must be because his youngest daughter, Wei Yufu, followed him to open an altar to pray for rain several times before, but all failed, and the sun was even more venomous.

Therefore, the emperor didn't want to believe it at all, unless there was a heavy rain in front of him.

The counselors around Wei Shangshu were puzzled: "My lord, don't you find it strange? Why does it always surround Langshan, Xiangyun Village and Xitai Village every time it rains? Could it be that there is a god who is particularly sympathetic?"

"Impossible." Wei Shangshu denied it.

If it is true that the gods take care of that soil, why didn't it rain in the previous years?

His eyes were gloomy: "You send a few people to watch around there to see what's going on."

Shen Ningning stayed in the mountains and spent two days of quiet life behind closed doors.

Grandma Qin knew that she was depressed, so she cooked delicious food for her in different ways every day.

The bamboo shoots and sauerkraut that have been marinated in advance are cut into pieces, then cooked in oil over high heat, and fried with fat and thin minced meat.

Then put salt and pepper into it to season and stir, and use it as a stuffing, stuff it into the fermented noodles, put it on an iron pan and cook it, and the fragrant pie will come out of the pan.

Usually, Shen Ningning can eat two, but this time Grandma Qin took it to the room and saw the little guy practicing calligraphy with great concentration.

Smelling the delicious aroma, she just raised her head and smiled innocently at her grandma.

"Grandma, put it on the window sill, I'll eat it in a while."

However, she didn't use a few mouthfuls of the chicken shredded rice noodles that Grandma Qin brought in the morning.

But Wolf Si was so greedy, he pretended to pass by the window many times, and secretly raised his eyelids to look at Grandma Qin's expression.

"Since Ning Ning doesn't want to eat it, I'll give it to you." Grandma Qin smiled kindly and doted on her, and poured the cold rice noodles on the ground, and Lang Si licked them up in a short while.

Seeing Shen Ningning concentrating on practicing calligraphy, Grandma Qin sighed: "Ningning, you have done enough for the Wu family, if you continue to be sad, it will only affect your body."

The little guy raised his eyes, his small porcelain-like face was caressed by the sunlight outside the window, his eyes were clear and mottled.

She smiled, her voice full of childlike innocence: "Grandma, I know, but this matter will not end until my brother comes back."

At this moment, Lang San outside the door straightened up, staring straight at the door.

There are outsiders.

Shen Ningning guessed that it was Chen Ye, and sure enough, she went to open the door, and Chen Ye was standing outside with a serious face.

Grandma Qin saw him and warmly called him in for a drink.

Chen Ye shook his head, with an apologetic tone.

"Miss, I don't want to disturb you, but..." He glanced at Grandma Qin in the yard, afraid that she would be worried, so he lowered his voice: "A group of arresters is coming to the village soon."