With tears in her eyes, Mrs. Ji whispered, "it''s actually hard today. We''d better go back. We don''t talk about digging tunnels these days. We also help arrange this and that. We haven''t had a good rest. We''d better go back and have a rest."

    The little white deer thought this sounded a little wrong. "Mrs. Ji, won''t you go back?"

    "I want to find my husband." Mrs. Ji sobbed, "I don''t trust if I can''t find him. What should I do if something really happens to him?"

    "No, Mrs. Fang, don''t worry." the little white deer didn''t mean to appease Mrs. Ji. He just felt: "We looked around here. Except for the skeletons of vultures and animals, we didn''t smell the smell of human blood. That is to say, no one was injured here. Mr. Ji may not find the fire elder and went back by himself. It''s just that we just came out and staggered when he went back."

    "What you said is reasonable." Yin Huiyin said, "since there is no trace of blood and fighting, it proves that Mr. Ji didn''t meet fire elder here. He must be safe."

    "Yes, yes, yes."

    The words were reasonable, and Mrs. Ji was relieved with tears, urging Yin Huiyin to say, "Mr. Yin, let''s go back now?"

    "OK."

    Yin Huiyin smiled and took everyone back.

    As soon as he got back into the house, Mr. Ji came out face to face and asked, "why did you go so long?"

    "Not to find you!"

    When Mrs. Ji saw Mr. Ji, she was angry and smiled. With red eyes, she went forward and beat him twice. "Do you know how worried you are that you haven''t come back for so long, and we didn''t find you just now?"

    The little white deer stuck out his tongue: "correct it. We are very calm and don''t worry at all. Mrs. Ji is worried alone. Are we worried about crying?"

    Mrs. Bai was also here. Looking at Mrs. Ji''s red eyes, she covered her lips and smiled: "if she really cried, my sister and Mr. Ji have a deep relationship."

    Mr. Ji''s old face turned red. Mrs. Ji was teased. She was ashamed and angry. She simply hid in the kitchen to cook food for everyone and didn''t come out anymore.

    "You didn''t find the fire elder, did you?" Mr. Ji looked at everyone and asked.

    "Yes, I didn''t find it."

    "He should have escaped." Mr. Ji said regrettably, "if he had provided for the injury, we would be in danger in the future."

    "Don''t worry, let''s be at ease when we come." the little white deer yawned, leaned on the dog''s back and said vaguely, "you talk, I''m so sleepy. I want to sleep for a while."

    Then he patted the dog''s head with his small hand: "go upstairs."

    It''s quieter upstairs than downstairs.

    The dog went upstairs.

    Yan Huiyin watched and followed.

    Mr. Ji stopped the little white deer. "There is no extra bed here. Now the people in the flying dragon hall are gone. Why don''t you go back to my house and find a bed to sleep? It''s more comfortable?"

    "No."

    The little white deer waved and said lazily, "I don''t want to be too far from my sister."

    "All right."

    Listen, Mr. Ji, he won''t force him.

    But he, Mrs. Fang and Mrs. Bai stayed downstairs and didn''t go upstairs to quarrel with them.

    After going upstairs, the little white deer''s tired eyes opened. He looked at Yin Huiyin, blinked and said silently, "Uncle Yin."

    "Huh?"

    Yan Huiyin whispered to him, "do you have something to say to me about that thin swamp?"

    "How do you know?" the little white deer was surprised.

    "What''s in your mind, I still don''t know?" Yan Huiyin stretched out his hand and flicked his head. "The thin swamp revealed strangeness everywhere, and it felt that it was not an ordinary place."

    The little white deer answered, "and I feel very unfriendly."

    "Very unfriendly?" Yin Huiyin was amused to hear that someone used such words to describe a place for the first time. "Why do you say that?"

    "Intuition."

    If ordinary people heard this word, they would probably feel more funny, but Yan Huiyin''s tone was serious, "do you have intuition?"

    "Yes."

    The little white deer said, "my God deer has always hated real fighting and killing. Especially my master, no matter how lazy and dandy he is, he doesn''t like the smell of blood. This is why I have been at the source of the Spirit Lake for thousands of years before I became a human. Ordinary God deer can become a human for decades and a hundred years. He has never let me become a human."

    Yan Huiyin raised her eyebrow: "if the divine deer turns into a human, it is of great use, especially if your whole body is precious. The position of a medical officer on the battlefield is indispensable."

    "That''s not right!" the little white deer pouted. "He won''t let it."

    Yin Huiyin said, "I want to hear your intuition more than this. I don''t need your science popularization for the time being. I can guess it."

    "Well."

    The little white deer said, "at the source of the Spirit Lake, my master doesn''t like to fight and kill, but he pays close attention to these things, and he is particularly keen. He can know at the first time where the battlefield is dirty and where there are the most dead."

    Yin Huiyin still didn''t understand what he wanted to say, "so?"

    "So, I feel unfriendly and dirty in that swamp. I wonder if it could have been a battlefield there?" the little white deer said, feeling that he didn''t express clearly, and added: "the reason why the swamp is formed here is because there has been a big war?"

    Yan Huiyin was stunned, "but such a big swamp is a battlefield?"

    "Haven''t you seen all the bigger battlefields?" the little white deer asked disapprovingly.

    Yan Huiyin was in a trance: "it seems so, but it seems that I can''t remember again."

    "It''s not important not to remember." the little white deer continued to express his. He bit his finger and said uneasily, "to be honest, I felt very uncomfortable since I went into the swamp. My heart was like beating a drum. I hated that place very much, but it seemed that something attracted me."

    "Attract you?"

    Yin Huiyin thought this was the key, "how can it attract you?"

    "That''s why I think it''s weird!" the little white deer pouted and pulled his hair. "Maybe my intuition is wrong. When my master wakes up, I must pull her over and feel it and see if she feels it."

    Yin Huiyin didn''t listen to him, he suddenly had an idea: "if there was an abnormal war here, that is, there were many people here? Would those people die after that war?"

    The little white deer blinked and suddenly felt something wrong: "Uncle Yin, I suddenly felt that we seem to be a little out of ourselves. Even if it''s a battlefield, even if it''s unfriendly, why should we study it?"